Foul mood
As soon as Victor exited the conference room, he spotted the haughty posture of the child's mother from a distance.
When she saw them, she broke into a broad smile, which only further soured his impression of her.
The child immediately squirmed out of his grasp upon being lowered to the ground.
She rushed to her mother, embracing her legs tightly.
"Victor, you're here already... I knew you couldn't resist me!" she said, welcoming him with open arms.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Victor retorted with a hostile and cold stare, causing the smiles on her face to slowly vanish.
"Aren't you happy to see me now, right in front of you? I mean, both me and your daughter?" she said with a tinge of sadness, though Victor's cold gaze remained unyielding.
"Answer my question... why did you come here, and, at worst, why did you instruct your child to disrupt my meeting?" Victor's tone was unwavering and to the point.