97 February 7, 2021: Quem não se comunica se trumbica

"Him?"

At first, Yulev was confused about who Orion was pertaining to. But upon realizing the essence of his words, the man's eyes immediately widened. His hands clutched the armrests of the couch, so tightly that they looked as if the leather was about to be torn off. 

"By him you mean him?" Yulev screamed as he stood up, bumping his knee on the glass coffee table. "Ouch! What the f*ck?!" 

Needless to say, his loud voice earned the ire of Konrad. Knowing that, Yulev still didn't mind the reprimanding that he would get. He felt shocked beyond his fear of being castigated in front of a crowd. 

Konrad quickly took a stand and made his way towards the door, placed beside the bookshelf that was behind the office desk. He didn't bother giving an ounce of attention to the two men, who were obviously waiting for him to finally give heed to their request for a private meeting.