CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: BOARDROOM FIASCO
In the waning hours of the afternoon, Dominique found himself once again engulfed in his familiar cloak of brooding anger. He had convinced himself that nothing could further sour his mood, but reality had other plans. As he sat in the boardroom, surrounded by his department heads and assistant managers for their customary weekly report analysis—a ritual that unfolded every Tuesday—he was met with a cascade of disappointment.
The reports laid out before him seemed like mere shadows of what he expected. Dominique's frustration simmered beneath the surface, fueled by a sense of betrayal. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had invested considerable time and effort in mentoring his team in recent days, only to be presented with what he perceived as subpar work.