Emma was busy reviewing documents at her desk in the afternoon, absorbed in her work, she barely noticed when Christopher's office door swung open or when he walked over to her.
"Emma," he called, his deep voice snapping her from her thoughts.
She quickly stood and responded, "Yes, sir?"
"Arrange your things, we're leaving for an impromptu meeting," he said, not bothering to glance at her as he walked ahead.
Emma blinked, confused. She glanced at his schedule, flipping through the neatly arranged appointments. "There's no meeting on your schedule right now, Mr. Jacobs."
After what had happened in the morning, he hadn't called her to his office again, and she was still trying to calm her racing heart whenever he stepped out of his office.
Christopher didn't miss a beat as he stopped to look at her, his expression unreadable. "That's why I said impromptu. An investor wants to meet outside the company."
