A few beams of sunlight filtered by dark clouds streamed intermittently into the room, casting a light golden glow on the office chair, and giving the figure at the end of the office a unique warmth.
After a brief moment of silence.
"I wonder, does Mr. Rocky McCarthy know of our intended visit?"
Each word from Pranay was filled with caution.
While he was surprised and delighted to meet Rocky McCarthy so smoothly, at this moment he also needed to analyze the situation in front of him.
If, by any chance, the current situation suggests that the New King and Rocky McCarthy have the intention of collaborating, and Rocky McCarthy intended to trick them by bringing them to his office first, thereby keeping them and the New King separated, then their reckless chatter might jeopardize the New King's position in future negotiations.
"Pranay, don't be nervous."
Lanci felt that Pranay might be overthinking.