In just three years, she had climbed to the position of director.

James looked at the time. It was almost noon.

“I’ve always remembered that I still owe you a meal. Do you have time today?” James smiled.

He was embarrassed to seek out Quincy.

Whenever a problem arose, he always sought her help.

This time, it was a critical issue that impacted humankind's survival.

Thus, he had to shamelessly come to see her.

Quincy looked at the time and hesitated briefly. Then, she said, “I originally had a meeting, but since you’ve come all the way to Cansington to treat me to a meal, it’s impolite of me to refuse.”

With that said, Quincy stood up and gestured to James. “Let’s go.”

James stood up and left the office with Quincy.

Inside a private room in a high-end western restaurant in Cansington, Quincy brought her glass of red wine to her lips and took a sip. “Go ahead. Tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s nothing. I just came here to catch up with you.”

“Do you think I can’t see through yo