Every second was like a punishment to Leon. So ten minutes was pure torture. However, his anger didn't subside. It just grew stronger with each minute.
Before he could flip the table, the receptionist got a call and her fear was back. Now she has to relay that information to Leon. The lady tried to plead with the other one but she was even more scared. So as a senior to her, she inhaled a sharp breath and made way towards Leon whose face was darker than the cloudy rain. "P-Preisdent Harmon, let me escort you to meet President Evans. This way please."
Leon breathed out loudly and stood up. He walked away so fast that the receptionist almost tripped on her heels. Quickly balancing, she jogged behind him afraid of getting harshly scolded by him.
Leon had to stop due to the receptionist. When he turned around to ask her to be quick, Alex was back, he was right behind the receptionist so that Leon could behave.
