But Jay didn't care about their reactions. He moved with purpose, his steps confident, though inside, his anger was barely simmering under control. He could still feel the sting of betrayal from the photo he had seen earlier, the thoughts swirling in his mind, fueling his growing irritation.
He reached the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor where the Esme office was located. When the doors opened, he stepped out and started walking, only to be stopped by the secretary.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but the CEO is in a meeting right now—"
Jay didn't even bother to hide his irritation. His eyes darkened as he shot the secretary a look; his voice was low but sharp. "So what? Do I need to wait for her?"
The secretary hesitated, clearly caught off guard. He fumbled for a response, unsure of how to handle the situation. It was written all over his face—he didn't want to make Jay wait, but he also didn't want to risk making things worse.
