Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Ivy is mine

Xander suddenly shut the document in his hand with enough force to make the entire room jump.

The sound echoed through the conference room like a gunshot, causing several people to visibly flinch.

One intern almost dropped his laptop.

Taylor closed his eyes. Another soul has departed.

Xander slowly lifted his gaze toward the employee standing before him.

"There is not a single proposal here," he said coldly, "that convinces me any of you deserve your salaries."

"..."

Somewhere in the back, a manager looked moments away from tears.

Taylor silently prayed for everyone’s survival.

The employee standing near the screen nearly choked on air. "S-Sir, we can revise it—"

"Revise?" Xander repeated calmly, which somehow made him even scarier. "This proposal looks like it was written by people who lost the will to live halfway through."

Taylor immediately lowered his head to hide the way his shoulders were shaking.

Not from fear. From trying not to laugh. Because unfortunately their boss was roasting everyone with the same expression one would use while discussing weather updates.

And just when everyone thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse, Xander suddenly went silent.

The abrupt change immediately made the entire room tense up.

Taylor blinked in confusion.

"Uh...?" he muttered under his breath. "What is Boss staring at so intensely?"

Everyone cautiously followed Xander’s line of sight and then the phone in his hand.

For a few long seconds, he simply stared at the screen, his expression unreadable.

The atmosphere grew so quiet that someone’s stomach growling in the corner sounded loud enough to echo. Until suddenly—

Xander stood up, causing every employee to instantly straighten in panic.

"Let’s call it a day," he said calmly. "You may all go."

Everyone: "..."

"Woah... did we just survive a war?" the presenter muttered weakly, stumbling against the wall while clutching his chest like he had narrowly escaped death.

The poor man looked one step away from fainting on the spot.

Around him, the rest of the employees looked equally traumatized.

One person had already opened a food delivery app, determined to celebrate surviving the meeting.

Another was dramatically lying face-down across the table, whispering, "I saw my entire life flash before my eyes..."

Taylor, too, let out a long sigh of relief before awkwardly straightening his tie and hurrying after Xander.

Even while following behind him, Taylor kept a cautious distance, almost like a frightened intern trailing behind a lion.

After all, the crisis might have ended for everyone else. But for him? His boss was still walking right in front of him.

***

Meanwhile, inside his suite at the Plaza Hotel, France continued staring at his phone screen, waiting for Ivy’s response. But when a full minute passed without a reply, he finally decided to call her.

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