He was an exceptionally handsome man, but his aura was always so grim or icily aloof that while many women were drawn to him, few dared to get close.
But if Finnian was usually merely grim, tonight he was a storm cloud ready to burst.
His already powerful presence was now so oppressive that it felt hard to breathe in the room. Will held his breath.
He had no idea what was wrong, but as a savvy executive assistant, he couldn't just leave while his boss was still working.
However, Finnian had explicitly told him to go, so he couldn't just stand there and insist on staying. He retreated discreetly to the assistant’s office.
He was the only one left. Will worked on some tasks for the next day, then glanced at the clock. It was past midnight, and Mr. Everly showed no signs of stopping.
He went back to the chairman’s office. “Mr. Everly, would you like me to order you some late-night food?”
Finnian glanced up at him, didn’t ask why he was still there, and shook his head before returning to his work.
Will sighed inwardly and quietly closed the door.
Another two hours passed. Mr. Everly still showed no intention of leaving. Will was yawning uncontrollably, having already downed three cups of coffee to stay awake.
He ordered takeout and brought it to the chairman’s office. “Mr. Everly, it’s past three in the morning. Please have something to eat and go home. Or you could use the break room. I can make up the bed for you.”
Finnian glanced at the steaming food on his desk, then looked away. “No need,” he said coldly. “You go home. Don’t worry about me.”
Mr. Everly had pulled all-nighters before, but only when absolutely necessary.



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