I quickly stood up and walked away from my desk, warmly greeting Jordan.

"Mr. Jordan, hello." I smiled, gesturing for him to take a seat, and asked Carol to bring water and coffee.

I had heard from Eleanor that Jordan handed over the reins of Yorksen Doors to his son for health reasons. Seeing him, it was evident that his complexion wasn't great.

"Ms. Chloe, it's been a while. Sorry for the trouble."

He was humble. But his son, Jesse, had an unpleasant and restrained expression. Even though they came to see me, it seemed like he wasn't too willing.

"You're being too polite. Please, have a seat." I gestured again.

Jordan nervously sat on the sofa, glancing around my office. "This is quite a big change. I used to be very familiar with this office."

He was trying to bridge the gap between us.

"Yeah. Time flies. It's been over ten years, and we've been working together for quite a while."

I glanced at Jesse, who still looked displeased, inspecting my office. Perhaps he sensed t