MAXWELL’S POV
Walking purposefully down the long hallway directly toward the main boardroom felt like marching to an execution.
Producing a heavy and rhythmic sound on the pristine marble floor, my footsteps echoed loudly. Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
Walking silently exactly two steps behind me, Leo wisely chose not to say anything. Having seen the terrifying look on my face upon viewing the damning security footage, knowing the man walking aggressively in front of him wasn't the polished CEO of Harrington Global anymore was obvious. Acting exactly like a ruthless executioner was the only goal.
Adjusting the stiff cuffs of my crisp white shirt smoothed the fabric. Having changed completely out of the scotch-soaked clothes worn earlier to put on a fresh black suit completely without a t
