Chapter 92 Seven Seconds (II)

In a commercial building in the city center—

The secretary's hands trembled as she knocked on the door, her legs shaking. The big boss, Julian Sterling, had been in a bad mood recently, and nearly every senior executive in the company had been yelled at by him. Everyone was on edge, and she was even more cautious working under him, fearing to upset him and be sent packing at any moment.

Julian Sterling was reviewing a design proposal from the design department. He had only read two pages before spotting several flaws, angry enough to curse. When the secretary knocked, he snapped irritably, "Come in!" His sharp black eyes stared mercilessly at her as he asked coldly, "What now?"

The secretary composed herself, then pulled out two concert tickets from a folder and placed them in front of him. "Mr. Sterling, the tickets you requested have arrived."

Julian Sterling lifted his chin, asking, "What are these?" His gaze held a hint of confusion, as if he had forgotten about such a matter.