This statement was impeccably made, leaving no trace of emotion detectable.
Chadwick nodded as a gesture of politeness and then walked out of the meeting room. The door closed gently, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor gradually faded, quickly disappearing beyond the heavy walls.
In the room, only Arthur and Phillips remained.
The repeatedly used, slightly worn document folder still lay quietly in the center of the table, like a demarcation line yet to be truly unveiled.
Phillips finally stopped tapping the table.
He picked up the somewhat cold tea, taking a light sip: "Sir Arthur, it seems... you have already completed the most challenging task for me."
Arthur merely offered a faint smile, as if taking this statement as a courtesy rather than genuine praise.
