Soren and Doran exchanged greetings, and Doran's eyes landed on Ethea. "Good morning to you too, Mrs..."
"She's my wife," Soren introduced Ethea.
"Oh, I see." Doran nodded and greeted her correctly this time, though his gaze lingered on her for a bit longer. '...I feel like I've seen her somewhere before.'
However, he couldn't remember it well, probably because she was wearing a mask and a headscarf. And knowing it wouldn't be appropriate to keep staring at another person's wife, he coughed and turned back to Soren. "Mr. Soren, like I promised yesterday, I prepared everything."
Soren nodded. "Then, let's not waste any time and start."
"In that case, please follow me." Doran smiled and, with slight difficulty, got out of his chair.
"Mr. Soren, do you know anything about the association?" He asked as they left his room.
"I researched it a little yesterday," Soren replied and, reading Doran's emotions, added. "However, I would be happy to learn more."
