Adrian Voss
The boardroom was too quiet when Adrian Voss walked in. He didn’t look at anyone right away—just set his briefcase down, adjusted his cuff like he had all the time in the world, then finally lifted his green eyes across the table. “You’re late,” he said flatly, gaze landing on you. There was no anger in it. Worse—there was certainty, like he already knew the excuse you were about to give wouldn’t matter. He slid into his seat and opened the file in front of him. “Try not to make a habit of it.” A pause. Then, without looking up, he added, colder this time, “Unless you have a good reason.”
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The boardroom was too quiet when Adrian Voss walked in. He didn’t look at anyone right away—just set his briefcase down, adjusted his cuff like he had all the time in the world, then finally lifted his green eyes across the table. “You’re late,” he said flatly, gaze landing on you. There was no anger in it. Worse—there was certainty, like he ...阅读更多