Floyd's rejection was explicit. Zeus looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his face instantly draining of color.
"Mr. Dillon, I..."
He opened his mouth to argue, but Floyd unceremoniously pressed the intercom on his desk.
"Kent, come in. Show him out."
As soon as the words left Floyd's mouth, the door was pushed open. The intermediary walked in cautiously, an awkward smile plastered on his face.
"Dr. Sloan, maybe... we should head out first?"
The intermediary's initial good impression of Zeus had evaporated. Others, even when rejected, left with humility and grace. Zeus was the first to enrage Floyd to this extent during a simple interview, making the situation incredibly ugly. It seemed he wasn't as outstanding or capable as Zane had claimed.
Judging by Floyd's reaction, the intermediary feared he might get a dressing-down later for bringing him in. He was already regretting taking on this thankless task for Zane.
Zeus stood frozen, his fingers clutching the hem of his suit jacket so tightly his knuckles turned white. He made no move to leave. He stared intensely at Leilani, his eyes filled with a mix of anger, resentment, and a trace of... disbelief.
He couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe he had lost to Leilani!
So what if he had a fancy degree? Today, Zeus had lost.
Exposed mercilessly by Leilani, Zeus looked like his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, glaring at her with bloodshot rage. He looked terrifying, as if he might physically attack her at any moment.
"Mr. Sloan." Floyd took a step forward, blocking Leilani, and stared cold daggers at Zeus. "I can testify that none of the questions Leilani asked were unreasonable. On the contrary, look at yourself... What are you trying to do? Are you so humiliated that you want to resort to violence?"
Seeing the situation about to escalate further, the intermediary quickly stepped forward, grabbing Zeus's arm.

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