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The conference room fell silent as a graveyard. A pin dropped on the fall could be heard from a mile away. No one dared to cough, sneeze or even breathe as they stared at the young chairman, whose countenance resembled that of an awakened angry beast.

"Everyone, leave," Blaze growled in a half-suppressed voice as he paused the playing audio recording.

No one in the room moved a muscle as they were all frightened, unsure of his order.

The operation manager who was still standing, frozen, managed to clear his throat and ask in a stuttering voice.

"You want us to l...l...leave the conference room, sir."

Blaze's gaze turned sinister, both his fist clenched and his bloodthirsty gaze narrowed at the operation manager.

"Are you deaf?" Blaze growled between clenched jaw, his deep and terrifying spine-chilling voice cutting through the air. "I said you all should get lost, NOW." He thundered, banging his fist on the table.