Chapter 482


    Bruce usually wouldn’t be given the privilege to participate in such a high-level meeting.


    He was recenth


    promoted to the level of a general manager, so he had the opportunity to be part of thepany’s


    upper echelons.


    This was his first time attending such a meeting.


    He hoped things would go smoothly. Even if he couldn’t impress the chairman, he wanted to avoid


    making mistakes at least.


    However, shortly after the meeting began, Lysander, the big shot, arrived.


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    His aura and authority were so overpowering that even their boss seemed to hold him in high regard.


    To Bruce’s surprise and delight, the person apanying Lysander was Thssa!


    He nced happily at Thssa, only to see a bandage on her face. She was injured.


    This revtion made his heart skip a beat. Did Lysander hurt Thssa?


    If so, where did Thssa stand in Lysander’s heart?


    As everyone held their breath, Lysander sauntered over and took his seat at the head of the


    conference table, the boss’s chair.


    His movements were nonchnt, regal, and authoritative. No one dared to question


    Chad’s smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly resumed his obsequious demeanor and stood by


    Lysander’s side.


    Lysander’s slender fingers picked up the documents on the table and he started to read. His chilling


    voice was intimidating.


    “Gourmetpetition debrief, amendation session, huh?”


    He tossed the file on the table and gave Chad a cold nce.


    Chad was trembling, clueless as to why Lysander was here.


    All he knew was that Lysander was giving a frosty aura.


    It was so oppressive that it felt hard to breathe.


    Lysander’s arrival was definitely due to some irritation.


    “Mr. Sinir, as the biggest investor in the gourmetpetition, we wee your guidance, Chad


    ttered.


    Lysander took a cigarette from his pocket and ced it in his mouth, reaching for his lighter.


    Chad quickly offered his own lighter, trying to ingratiate himself by lighting Lysander’s cigarette.


    Lysander gave him a cold, sidelong nce.


    The icy stare frightened Chad, who immediately extinguished the me and stood straight, distancing


    himself from Lysander.


    Lysander lit his cigarette nonchntly; he took a drag, and the smoke billowed around his handsome,


    icy face.


    Being ignored and rejected in front of all his employees was humiliating for Chad.


    But there was nothing he could do. The man sitting in his chair was Lysander, the head of Starhaven, a


    man of immense wealth and power, radiating an aura of nobility.


    Chad, the smallpany boss, was not even fit to shine his shoes, let alone light his cigarette.


    Thssa had been silent the entire time, carefully staying behind Lysander, making herself seem


    insignificant.


    She didn’t understand why Lysander had brought her here.


    As Lysander smoked his cigarette in silence, the tension in the room heightened. Everyone kept their


    heads down, nerves on edge.


    The ringtone of Chad’s phone broke the tense silence.


    He cast a fearful nce at Lysander and hurriedly answered the call.


    Whatever was said made Chad turn pale.


    Returning to Lysander’s side, his face was not just obsequious and ttering, but also scared and


    anxious.


    “Mr. Sinir, did ourpany do something wrong? Please enlighten us and we will definitely correct


    our mistakes. Please give us another chance” Chad pleaded, bending over in a servile manner, his


    face full of distress.


    All the employees at the meeting table looked curiously at Chad.


    Judging by his fraught and frightened expression, something big had happened.