Eric could tell that the person on the other end of the line was undoubtedly authentic.
The temperament and demeanor exuding from the figure on the screen were just too genuine to be contrived. His heart raced suddenly, a flush of flattery coloring his cheeks. Restlessness pricked at him.
Delores Scott, Zara's board secretary, glanced at the silence that had hung on Eric for an extended pause.
Seizing the moment, she tentatively inquired, "Mr. Robbins, can you hear me?"
Eric jolted back to reality, his words tumbling out, "Oh, I can hear you! Miss Riley, right? Hi, hello!"
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