Franklin gave Riley a subtle glance before addressing the bodyguard. "Mr. Zimmer, Mr. St. John is still in his meeting. Please wait in the office for a moment."
The bodyguard nodded and followed Franklin into the office.
After getting them settled, Franklin hurried toward the conference room.
The air inside the room was heavy and suffocating under the harsh, white fluorescent lights.
Sitting at the head of the table, Sebastian stared calmly at the latest news updates on his laptop, his long, elegant fingers occasionally massaging his throbbing temples.
The PR team, their eyes bloodshot from exhaustion, huddled over laptops and files, debating strategies to counter the negative press. Everyone was worn down by days of sleeplessness.
Franklin approached Sebastian and leaned in, keeping his voice low. "Ms. Vance is here."
Sebastian's pupils contracted sharply. He snapped his head toward Franklin, his deep gaze swirling with shock, followed quickly by uncontrollable anxiety. A flicker of suppressed anger flashed in his eyes, silently blaming Franklin for not stopping her.
In an instant, he lowered his gaze, expertly hiding the turbulent emotions. When he looked up again, his eyes held their usual calm detachment.
"We're taking a break," he told the room. "Everyone, rest for a moment." With that, he stood and strode out of the conference room.
The tension in the room broke instantly, replaced by hushed murmurs.
"Probably another shareholder here to apply pressure."
"Or a client fishing for information."
"Whoever it is, I'm grabbing a nap while I can. If I keep this up, I'm going to drop dead."
Soon, the entire room was resting their heads on the table, fast asleep.



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