He smiled triumphantly, as if he held all the cards.
Halueth stared at the business card handed to him, biting his lip tightly, but in the end, he didn't find the courage to storm out.
He didn't know how he walked out of Wyninn's office.
The business card in his hand was crumpled beyond recognition.
As he walked through the spacious hallway, Halueth gazed at the vast world outside the window.
He had imagined many ways to please, and he had even prepared himself for unwanted advances.
However, when he stood in front of the other person, he couldn't muster a single word.
And even because of his disgust at being touched by that greasy old man, he wore his loathing on his face.
If he couldn't persuade Wyninn to change his mind, it wouldn't be long before the company faced bankruptcy due to rapidly declining sales and a broken financial chain.
While the mistake wasn't his, it originated from the people under his supervision.
