Adrian's fingers clenched around the pen, his knuckles white. The screen flickered again, and her face that was so close to another man's seared through the last thread of his control.
His jaw ticked. For a split second, the office was so silent, one could hear the faint whir of the air conditioner.
Then—
'Crack'
'Smash'
The glass desk shattered with a fist sized hole in it. It collapsed on the floor, taking down all the files and other stuff down with it.
A few tiny glass shards had pierced in Adrian's palm, and blood oozed out of the little cuts.
''Second Master!" Ji Yan immediately grabbed the first aid box and ran to the man to treat his wound.
But Adrian sat on the chair motionlessly, his aura reeked of death and his eyes were lifeless.
His gaze never once strayed away from the broken laptop that was glitching, with half its screen turned black.
Ji Yan felt his poor heart trembling. He could not understand what Ella was thinking at this point.
