The boardroom gradually emptied after Huo Feng left. Only the faint echo of voices lingered in the air, the heavy mahogany table littered with scattered documents and untouched cups of coffee.
Huo Mingjie stood by the window, his reflection reflecting against the glass. Outside, the city shimmered under the afternoon light, indifferent to the turmoil inside Huo Corporation's walls.
The meeting had ended abruptly. What was supposed to be a clean blow against Huo Feng had twisted into chaos.
Director Lin, the man who had promised to play along, had broken under pressure. He confessed, panicked, and dragged down half of their plan with him before security escorted him out.
Mingjie's heart was still pounding. He had never seen the room turn that cold, that fast. The directors had looked shaken, whispering about internal corruption, while Huo Feng had sat there, calm as stone, giving silent orders that turned Lin's confession into a public purge.
This wasn't how it was meant to go.
