Nathan's POV
The sound of my fingers hitting the keyboard echoed through the office, reflecting the anger and frustration I felt.
"Sir?"
A voice called out faintly, but I ignored it, focusing on my work.
"Mr. Nathan?" Joy's tap on the desk startled me.
"What?" I snapped, pulling off my headphones.
"I'm sorry, Sir," she quickly apologized.
"What do you want?"
"It's about the staff, Sir."
"What about them?" I tried to relax.
"Five of our major staff members submitted their resignation letters today," she said.
"What? Why? Who resigns like that?"
"I'm not sure, Sir."
"Gather the staff; I need to have a meeting with them."
"Right away, Sir," she said before flitting out of my office.
I slammed my fist on the desk, sending my headphones flying.
I slouched into the house, exh
