Chapter 223: Meeting The President II
"Doctor Athena, welcome. Did something happen, though? You took more time to come in than I thought necessary..." President George Walls spoke, standing up from his seat, as Athena walked majestically into the room.
"Good morning, Mr. President. I’m truly sorry about that, sir. There had been a case of emergency at home that I had to sort out—or rather, tried to sort out—before coming into the office. I apologize for that. Thank you for your patience, too," Athena responded calmly and politely, not seeing the need to inform the president that she had taken a few pictures with his overly excited secretary.
"I hope all is well, though? Do you need to reschedule this meeting?"
Athena shook her head, furrowing her brows. "Not at all."
She stepped further into the office, pondering if the president was truly humble, as people said he was, or just downright naïve—a tool in the hands of those who had put him there.
Holding back a sigh, she settled into the seat he gestured for her to take and looked around the office.
The office was grand and imposing, exuding an air of power and professionalism. High ceilings loomed above, and large windows let in an abundance of natural light. The walls were adorned with intricately crafted wooden paneling, and the polished hardwood floors gleamed.
Before her was a large, ornate desk, behind which sat a leather-upholstered chair—his chair—impressive in stature.
She herself, was sitting on a high-backed chair, one of the pair of high-backed chairs for visitors, which offered comfort tremendously.
A striking marble fireplace stood on one side, while built-in bookshelves stood on the other side, holding a variety of decorative items, including flags and works of art reflecting the nation’s history.
"So, how are you doing, Doctor Athena? That’s a fine suit you have there," President George started jovially, dragging Athena’s attention back to him.