Davis paused lightly. "Do you really understand how urgent the situation is, and yet you're pressing me for transport costs before you move them?" His voice was cold, void of warmth. A faint smirk curled on his lips.
"Also, prepare them for the red carpet," he instructed.
"Consider it done," the voice on the phone replied, a slight tremble lacing his words as he continued "Didn't expect that the first time I'd hear from you after one year, I'd be hanging on a tree," the man murmured.
"My gift," Davis chuckled darkly. He ended the call, then glanced toward the front seat. "Prepare his fund transfer."
Ethan nodded and his attention returned to the work he was handling.
After a pause, he called Richard, who picked up immediately as though he had been waiting for the calls.
"Make arrangements to receive the models arriving in twenty minutes," Davis instructed.
"Okay," Richard replied, taking a deep breath. "And you?"
