Zhan family corporation executives.
A group of men in suits and leather shoes hung their heads low, as documents lay in disarray beneath their feet.
Zhan Xiaohan's fists clenched, his fair and handsome face showing towering fury.
"Is there still no news about the young madam?"
Meng Yue was sweating profusely, "Mr. Zhan, we've searched everywhere we could. No one has seen her since the young madam was kidnapped."
Zhan Xiaohan's eyes were bloodshot.
The man slammed his fist onto the table; blood from his knuckles stained the surface red.
"Useless, can't even protect the young madam, what do I need all you security heads for! Keep searching, and fast!"
"Yes, Mr. Zhan."
Once the security heads left, Meng Yue took a deep breath.
If they couldn't find the young madam, Mr. Zhan would probably devour them.
"Mr. Zhan, the young madam will surely come back safe and sound."
Zhan Xiaohan closed his eyes; the violent upheaval of his emotions made his speech unstable.