"How could you do this, you impudent brat?"
David Samuel barged into Nolan's office. The receptionist was on her toes behind him. But what could she do when someone higher up in the company decides to act brash?
Nolan asked the lady to leave gently. He sent death glares at David once she left them alone. Nolan had trouble holding back his urge to punch David in the face and demand the truth. But he knew Drake would not tell or lie about anything if he approached him recklessly.
David was astonished, feeling the heat of Nolan's glare digging a hole in him. He flinched, wanting to escape from there. David had an uneasy impression that Nolan could see through the facade he had successfully maintained beneath expensive suits, poised presence, and luxurious watches over the years. He felt l
