Silas got to the office fuming.
Standing outside the building, he pressed down on his chest, deeply inhaling and exhaling several times until he was calm.
Then he stepped toward the entrance. By the time he went through the revolving door, his furrowed brows had grown relaxed and the deep frown on his face had melted away.
As usual, he tried to wave the staffs he saw on the way, but for some reason, many of them kept their distance, peering at him from a distance before they turned to whisper something to their neighbor.
The smile on his face turned awkward, nevertheless, he didn't let his confusion show and walked straight to the elevator.
He was too tired to relate with anyone anyway.
Three minutes later, the elevator ground to a halt on the Legal Affairs floor.
The minute he stepped out of the elevator, the group who converged in the middle of the room hurriedly waltzed back to their seat.
