Meanwhile, at Dynar Company, the atmosphere in the meeting room was thick with tension. Everyone held their breaths as their boss checked their revised presentation. Sweat trickled down their foreheads, and they flinched whenever his brows creased into a thin line.
They had been happy and peaceful working in the subbranch of the world's biggest automobile company, but ever since their devil boss started working from there, it had become a living hell for them.
"Come on! Stop finding mistakes!" Ezekiel growled over the video conference, having grown tired of Azrael's obsession with perfection. Even though he had completely handed over the responsibilities, his annoying nephew still troubled him whenever he felt like it, and he was already getting a headache from this meeting running for almost a day now.
