Alexander's POV
I sat quietly in my office, cigarette held in my right hand, and a file in my left, seemingly engrossed in what I was reading.
The office, filled with the warmth of heating, felt as cold as the outdoors where snow was gently falling. The smell of tobacco inexplicably stung the air.
Melody's throat felt dry, and with the calmness honed through years of trials, she struggled to maintain a composed voice while reporting on the reports submitted by several executives.
She couldn't be sure if I was truly paying attention. The boss's gaze was terrifying, like a black hole that could devour everything, yet my expression strangely remained calm.
She recalled the chilling aura that suddenly emanated from me when I was informed of Rainie's resignation.
"Understood. At 3 PM this
