"We are going to sit here all night if I do not have the answers," declared Demetri Frost, his tone firm and unwavering.
As an uneasy silence settled over the conference room, the collective sighs of the team members were drowned out by the weight of their impending task. They had braced themselves for an all-nighter, but with the looming pressure of the Demon's presence, the prospect of returning home seemed increasingly non-existent.
Demetri Frost wasn't known for his leniency, but his expectations were rooted in a pursuit of excellence that matched his own.
Among the few courageous directors who dared to seek favour, subtle glances were exchanged in the direction of Ian Frost and Seb Frost. Oblivious to the pleading looks of their subordinates, the two men focused intently on the files spread before them. They had no intention of crossing their brother when he looked like that.
