Clyde
Driving to WACOM Group, I tightened my fist ready to punch Felix In the face.
Getting to the company, I packed a distance away and remained in the car observing the serene environment, which thereafter caused the rage in me to quench.
Signing, I narrowed my eyes away from the serene environment. What was I even thinking? Stooping low to confront Felix in his company? That’s absurd.
A feeling of lack of self-worth flooded through me, and I recoiled, hitting the steering wheel hard. I couldn't shake off the feelings that Felix seemed to be doing better than I was.
Gritting my teeth in disappointment, I hummed the car and clenched my fist tightly to the steering wheel to drive away, but my eyes caught with a red Lexus car driving out of the company.
My eyes almost bulged out of it
