There was a meeting this morning.
Thalassa got the conference room all set up ahead of time.
The meeting kicked off right on time at half past ten.
Thalassa was at the door, waiting for the bigwigs to show up for the meeting. They strolled in and took their rightful seats.
But Lysander was nowhere to be seen, so Thalassa just kept hanging around the door.
After a bit, Lysander finally showed up, late as ever. He was moving fast, with David trailing right behind him.
Thalassa could tell from a mile away that Lysander was in a foul mood. He looked really pissed off, like he had a major chip on his shoulder.
As he got closer, the room got colder, and Thalassa could feel her back stiffen and her breath hitch.
She had just witnessed him blow up in his office and kick her out.
Looking at his cold face at that time, Thalassa was so nervous that her heart was practically pounding out of her chest.
As he approached, Thalassa lowered her head and politely welcomed him, "Good morning, sir." He glanced at her with his intense eyes, and then looked away. The intensity in his eyes still didn’t go away.
He walked past her, leaving a cold breeze in his wake that bit into Thalassa, almost causing her physical pain.
Lysander took the big chair, sinking into the black swivel seat, giving off vibes of cold and pressure.
The staff could all feel the atmosphere around them becoming colder, and everyone was too scared to make a sound.
Thalassa went back to the multimedia computer and started to demonstrate the materials for the meeting.
A few of the top management people gave their two cents.
But Lysander shot them all down, cold as ice, even getting mad at them.
A lot of them got chewed out.
The atmosphere in the room was so tense that it was practically freezing.
Thalassa was walking on eggshells, even trying to breathe quietly.
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