Kol sat at the head of the conference table as he listened to the ideas being pitched to him by heads of different departments with a bored expression on his face.
“Is this all?” he cut off the lady pitching. She turned to him, a clustered expression on her face.
“I… it's… there's still a cou—” she stuttered.
He sighed and cut her off again, “That’s enough. You can take your seat,” he told her. She nodded and headed towards her seat, her face flushed red as she avoided everyone's eyes.
“Of all the ideas you all pitched to me today, I haven't seen one that interests me,” He started making the table go silent, “I’m not paying you monthly to be incompetent. Now—”
“Sir. Marion,” a voice interrupted him. Kol cast a stony gaze in the direction of the voice and saw the receptioni
