There was a certain gaze of nervousness in his eyes as the window next to the secretary rolled down. He looked into her eyes when she turned to him.
"What is it?" she asked with a slight annoyance showing on her face.
Maybe it was because she spent a lot of her time around Mrs. Cloud, but she felt the rush in her blood when she felt the rapping against the window. When she rolled it down, she wanted to yell, to hit the person outside the winder with her fist and scold them for making them late to the meeting.
Much like what Mrs. Cloud was feeling at that moment.
The bodyguard's face looked grim as he pointed to a spot beside the car. He looked pale and his lips trembled as he tried to speak.
