Billy Campbell stood trembling where he was, stealing a furtive glance at the seemingly emotionless Maxwell Peary.
The entire conference room was deathly silent, and an overwhelming sense of dread enveloped everyone present.
Those present broke out in cold sweats, fearing Maxwell Peary would place his blade against their necks at any moment.
Why isn't he leaving? Alan Morgan frowned, making a motion as if to take out his phone and call the police.
Seeing this, Billy Campbell's eyes widened, and he immediately turned tail and fled frantically for the exit.
The conference room returned to tranquility. Maxwell Peary picked up the documents before him and began to flip through them. The only sound in the room was the soft rustle of pages turning. Everyone sat holding their breath, awaiting Maxwell's impending outburst.
In stark contrast to the deadly silence in the conference room, the Secretary Department was currently much more peaceful.
