39. Jared 's rage

Jared was in his office tense with anger as he stood, his broad shoulders squared, his chiseled face set in a stern expression.

He was dressed in a tailored black suit, his crisp white shirt contrasting with his dark tie.

" How come there is still no news about Megan?", He asked his eyes blazed with intense anger.

His personal assistant Lewis watch him warily knowing that Jared's behavior had been unraveling for days.

His temper growing shorter with each passing moment.

Since his divorce, he had become a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.

His staff had grown wary of his mood swings, tiptoeing around him to avoid triggering his wrath.

Anyone who didn't meet his expectations was met with a fierce anger, their mistakes magnified in his eyes.

Imagine a grown woman reduced to tears from his tongue lashing and running out of his office.