What?
Tristan Lowell was taken aback, his mind buzzing loudly.
He looked at Fiona Lynch with disbelief in his eyes.
Fiona Lynch was equally stunned.
"I've signed the contract, all the materials are complete, and I've triple-checked the process… How could there be a problem?"
Having no other choice, they braced themselves and knocked on the office door.
As soon as the door opened, an elegant face peeked out.
Clara Jennings frowned slightly, assessing them from head to toe.
"Who are you? Are your names on the appointment list?"
Appointment?
Even after signing the contract, you still need an appointment?
Tristan Lowell's heart was pounding.
At that moment, a voice suddenly came from deep within the office.
"Let them in; they're from Lowell Group."
Lowell Group?
Upon hearing these words, Clara Jennings' expression instantly turned sour.
Then she turned and walked towards the other side of the office area.
