C215 A Confrontation!
Twenty minutes later, Kris' sleek black Lincoln pulled up to the Ocean Building in North City. Flanked by a man in black sporting sunglasses, he confidently strode into the elevator and made his way to the 59th-floor boardroom.
A line of stoic bodyguards in sharp suits stood sentinel in the corridor. Through the glass doors, the tense faces of shareholders were visible inside the meeting room
