Meanwhile, Byron was at Lawrence Corporation.

Byron was in the conference room, holding the weekly meeting.

The senior officials watched Byron, who sat before them, in horror.

They were not sure why, but they could sense Byron seemed in a bad mood.

The atmosphere was scary and stressful in the conference room.

They could only try to be as careful as they could when reporting the weekly data, afraid they might say something wrong and spike Byron’s anger.

Those department heads whose performance was subpar did not dare to lift their heads.

While everyone was in a tense situation, someone knocked on the conference room door.

The senior executive, who was reporting, stopped talking immediately and looked toward the conference room door with the others.

They saw Luther standing outside, embarrassed, with a phone in his hand.

Luther smiled apologetically and looked at Byron as he hesitated to say, “Sir, your phone…”

Byron, who was already in a bad mood, wanted to scold Luther beca