Xoan furrowed hearing Nathan. As much as he heard about Alan, he was highly punctual and workaholic who tries to keep ti behind and works ahead.
He had a little doubt Alan might be doing it on purpose but he assud Alan wasn't like that given his track record.
He was eting Alan for the first ti so he kind of looked forward to knowing how they were going to co to the conclusion.
Nathan was pacing near the elevator after sending coffee to Xoan and his secretaries. It had been five minutes but Alan wasn't in sight and didn't reply to his ssages either.
[Daemon: President Morgan, CEO West is waiting for you.]
Nathan wanted to call Alan to ask when he was starting eting but he wasn't ready to look at his brooding fierce eyes.
He called Alan's secretary and directly jumped to the point, "Mayon, check what President Morgan is doing."
"No way." Mayon's imdiate terror voice sounded.
Nathan brows twitched and ordered, "Peek at him and tell now."
Mayon muttered and went towards Alan's office. He creaked open the door to see Alan standing blankly looking at his tab but next second...
'Thump'
Mayon fell back when Alan's gaze turned to sharp shifting towards the door due to the creak of the door.
Mayon knew it, his president was like a wild lion always ready to attack the prey for a simple small movent or mistake.
He regretted following Nathan's order. He clumsily stood up and laughed awkwardly, "President Morgan... Na..."
Alan hated when employees bla other employees so he stopped mid-sentence from taking Nathan's na. He quickly thought about the reason for Nathan's call.
Alan had seen Nathan's ssage so he walked towards the door knowing the reason behind Mayon peeking inside.
When Mayon realized there was a eting with Xoan West, he raised his head, "Pre..." He gulped seeing Alan from near but Alan brushed past him without care.
Mayon breathed a sigh of relief and kept the mobile back to the ear, "Assistant..."
"I thought you were dead." Nathan growled at him who was tired of calling his na.
Mayon gritted his teeth moving his phone a little away from his ear. Nathan was coldhearted which the whole company knew but he was better than Alan so Mayon handled it cursing them in mind and spoke.
"President Morgan will be there in a few seconds."
Mayon hung up the call before Nathan's response, "Crazy people..."
Other secretaries heard him and burst into laughter looking at Mayon's defeated face.
Alan exited the elevator and went towards the eting room as Nathan trailed behind him praying Xoan shouldn't be pissed off for waiting fifteen minutes.
Alan was emotionless and walked in. All stood up in respect except Xoan who watched him.
Xoan didn't expect Alan's deanor to be frosty, chilling the room instantly. He had seen his pictures and interviews where he looked like a naive emotionless alluring man and in reality, he was even more attractive and formidable.
Xoan felt like Alan should have tried in the entertainnt industries rather than business industries.
"Greeting to President Morgan." Xoan's secretary greeted Alan on behalf of Xoan's team.
Alan didn't care to react and motioned his hand to start the eting.
Xoan who was just two years older than Alan thought he might greet or give a face to him but got nothing as expected. So he decided to break the ice.
"President Morgan, I'm pleased to et you in person."
One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
Nathan's lips were twitching uncontrollably. 'Where has the President's professionalism gone? Why is he acting weird?'
Nine seconds...
Ten seconds...
Alan's eyes moved from the file to Xoan carrying no warmth, "I wasted your ti CEO West. Let's get to the point."
Xoan's face was dark as coal, cold as an Antarctica iceberg because Alan taunted in two ways, for not worrying about his ti and for greeting friendly.
Nathan who worked under Alan for nearly seven years easily understood Alan didn't like to see Xoan but he didn't know the reason.
Secretary of Xoan who was trembling in her place couldn't help but to peek at Alan, 'Doesn't President Morgan know about CEO West? Why does he want to go to the bad books?'
In her daze checking out Alan, she didn't notice Xoan cueing her to speak.
Nathan who noticed them pursed his lips to a thin line, 'You should just try on your boss. Our Daemon ice king doesn't care about anybody.'
Xoan clenched his fist and turned to see the secretary in the haze.
Secretary was lucky she was a woman else he would have smacked her head on the table.
He asked through clenched teeth in a low voice, "Is he handso?"
"Very much..." Secretary's dreamy voice choked herself.
Xoan smirked, "You can apply for his secretary, you are fired. Get out."
Nathan counted to himself, 'Ninth employee.' who got fired or scolded by the employers for forgetting the occasion and swooning on Alan.
Alan was checking the file. They were present offering them a lower price and better ti slot for the new airing drama of Morgan Entertainnt.
He didn't care whether they presented or not. He threw the file back on the table and lazily said, "I have to turn down this offer. Anyway, I must say you have lowered your values."
Nathan: "..."
'President Morgan, that's 'Price'. Why are you taunting CEO West? You already have enough in your plate to clean up and handle.'
Nathan wanted to weep but he controlled and closed the file which he was checking.
Xoan's eyes darkened. He tried to bury his rising anger by gnashing his teeth.
The lowered price wasn't much, it was still beneficial to them and he couldn't understand why Alan was looking down on him.
Clenching his fist tight, "As a long ti collaborator, I think Focus deserves an explanation, President Morgan."
Alan brows raised up slightly and gave a single nod, "Nathan, get the file which is on my desk."
Xoan's brows twitched. He was the CEO West who the business industries were scared to ss up but Alan didn't give a face to him but his tone sounded quite amiable ordering his re assistant.
In fact, Alan was the sa as he works. His unemotional tone was pleasant and deep to hear which wasn't cold so he felt Alan was amiable.
Nathan quickly got into action and excused himself.
The eting room was frosty. Another secretary of Xoan and Alan's secretary felt it was hard to breathe in such air.
Alan nonchalantly worked on the laptop while Xoan glared at Alan. Xoan had thought if everything goes well, he should have a good chat with Alan but by the looks of it, it was difficult to impossible.
He understood that the rumors were right. Alan didn't have a heart. He was just a brain and looks.
Suddenly they heard a chortle and turned to see a young lady near the glass wall who was on skates.
Xoan's jaws almost dropped seeing what happened next.
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