The tall golden doors at the back of the conference hall slid open with a sharp hiss, which pulled every head in the conference hall toward the sound.
Then a young man stormed in.
His straight black hair brushed his shoulders, his black suit was sharp against his tense frame, and his face was twisted with fury.
He walked into the hall with long and heavy steps, which made silence fill the vast hall as the weight of his presence pressed on everyone.
Hailey, Stephanie, Stephen O'Connell, Javier Olivian Sr., Xavier Bosworth Jr., Chris Yale, and the fifty-two managing directors all froze in shock.
Without a word, Liam marched straight to the head table where Rachel sat.
He reached her in seconds, grabbed her right hand, yanked her out of her chair, and started dragging her out of the conference hall.
Gasps filled the hall, but no one moved.
Rachel's heels clicked hard against the marble floor as she was pulled out of the conference hall through the golden doors.
