Tristan let out a deep sigh, feeling impatient.
"Damn it!!" A soft curse escaped his lips, suddenly drawing the attention of ten pairs of eyes.
All the directors in the room were stunned to hear their boss curse during such an important meeting.
When they saw their Boss’s expression darken, as if someone had just provoked his anger, no one dared make a sound.
Silence filled the room, causing Tristan to furrow his brow. He glanced at the Director of Finance, who was still standing at the head of the table, holding a pointer and staring back at him.
He narrowed his eyes at the Director before saying, "Why did you suddenly stop talking? Is your report finished?"
"Sir, you just cursed at me," the finance director said tremulously, noticing the anger in his Boss’s expression.
When he saw that Tristan had not said anything, the Director continued, "Please give me a pointer as to which report didn’t meet your expectations, sir?" He was worried that he had made a mistake in his report.
Tristan’s sudden anger confused the Finance Director and shocked Dylan, who was sitting behind him. He stood up and walked near Tristan to check why his mood suddenly dropped below zero!? He could feel the room suddenly become freezing.
Dylan leaned closer to Tristan and whispered, "Boss, I’m sorry to ask... Why did you curse the Finance Director? Did he make any mistake?"
"Cursed? Why should I curse him?" Tristan frowned, looking at Dylan with his confused-looking eyes. He didn’t remember cursing someone. Did he miss something?
"Y-You did, sir. Everyone heard that..." Dylan was puzzled by his words.
Tristan frowned for a while, trying to remember what happened. A second later, he laughed inwardly.
He couldn’t believe he had made such a silly mistake, cursing without realizing it because Bella was filling his mind.
He sighed deeply and fixed his eyes on the Finance Director again.
"Continue!" Tristan said calmly.
"Y-Yes, sir—" The Finance Director resumed his report. However, he heard a cell phone ringing before moving to the next slide.
All eyes now turned to Tristan’s cell phone on the table, waiting for him to turn it off.
Tristan’s gaze remained fixed on his cell phone. When he saw Bella’s name on the screen, he immediately stood up from his seat.
"Meeting dismissed..." he said as he walked out of the room, leaving all the Directors in the room looking shocked as they watched him leave.
They turned to Dylan, who wore the same expression as them—confused.
"What’s wrong, Dylan? Why does Mr. Sinclair look strange today?" The Finance Director looked at Dylan with a frown.
"This is the first time I’ve heard Mr. Sinclair curse. And now he suddenly stops the meeting..." Another director asked.
"Is there any problem?"
"Something happened at home?"
"Can you ask Mr. Sinclair what we should do now? Should we wait or—"
Dylan was rendered speechless. He also didn’t know what had happened to their Boss.
He stood from his seat and walked to the door, but before he stepped out, Dylan stopped and looked at them all.
"Okay, gentlemen. You heard what Mr. Sinclair said, right? The meeting is ended... You may return to your office and await further instructions." Dylan left the room and chased Tristan into his office.
When Dylan arrived, he saw the door still slightly open. He knocked on the door, "Boss, may I come in?" He said while waiting outside.
"Yes," Tristan said without looking at the door. His eyes were still on his phone screen, reading a text from Bella.


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