Chapter: 2689

Alberto sat among the employees, his head bowed, expression inscrutable. He held a pen, tapping it rhythmically against the table, each tap resonating ominously around the room.

The department directors seated around him felt a palpable tension, each tap making it harder for them to breathe.

"Mr. Gibson, that concludes my report," a department director stammered, Looking at Alberto nervously.

At that, Alberto ceased his tapping and slowly lifted his gaze, his eyes unreadable. He gave a slight nod in response.

The director wiped the sweat from his brow, relieved he'd survived the ordeal, only to freeze when he heard Alberto scoff.