Ryan stormed into his office, slamming the door with such force that the glass panel rattled.
His chest heaved with rage, his face twisted with frustration. Jefferson, his loyal assistant, flinched as the door nearly hit his face.
He stood there for a moment, stunned, trying to gather the courage to follow Ryan inside.
After a deep breath, Jefferson slowly pushed the door open, peeking in cautiously.
His eyes widened at the chaos before him.
Ryan was throwing everything in sight—files, paperweights, even his laptop crashed to the floor with a loud thud.
“Sir…” Jefferson began softly, stepping in fully, shutting the door behind him.
“Please, calm down.”
But Ryan didn’t even glance his way.
His face was red, his eyes wild with fury as he kicked a chair across the room.
“Sir,
