Danny raised an eyebrow, his gaze cold as ice as he stared at Rina.
Rina struggled to maintain eye contact, her gaze flickering, but she refused to back down.
The tension in the room seemed to thicken.
Under Danny's intense pressure, Rina was the first to falter.
"Danny, it's not that I want to go against you... I'm just following orders," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Danny asked coldly, "Oh? And why is Sam suddenly interfering with HR matters?"
"I heard that more than fifty percent of the employees signed a petition," Rina explained, trying to sound firm.
Danny crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, his expression radiating a chilling aura that made the office feel like a frozen wasteland.
Sam, the stubborn old man, was the closest friend to Danny's grandfath
