It was nine o'clock at night, but the conference room was ablaze with light, and the streetlights were beginning to light up the streets below.
Joseph sat upright in the chair, behind him was the glowing skyline of New York City. The light poured into the window, illuminating his grand figure.
The senior executives, sitting on both sides of the conference room, were reporting work to him carefully and cautiously. All the staff in the Runestone Group knew how harsh and serious Joseph could be when it came to working. A minor mistake would cost an executive his bonus, while a bigger one would cost him his job entirely.
Compared to their cautious attitudes, Joseph felt comfortable and confident. The well-tailored silver-gray shirt he wore softened his grim expression, but he just sat unstoppable when he frowned.
