ARMAND ARMSTRONG; BILLIONAIRE ON A MISSION

Chapter Fifteen

As Armand walked into the building, the noisy atmosphere suddenly died down. The staff, who had been chatting and laughing, fell silent, their eyes fixed on him.

"Good morning, Mr. Armstrong," someone said, breaking the silence. The greeting was echoed by others, their voices filled with reverence.

Armand smiled graciously, acknowledging the greetings with a nod. "Good morning," he replied, his voice calm and confident.

As he made his way to his office, the staff parted to let him through, their faces filled with admiration and respect. The silence continued, punctuated only by the sound of footsteps and the occasional whisper. Armand's presence commanded attention, and the staff seemed to be holding their breath, waiting to see what he would do next.

As Armand approached his office door, he suddenly felt the tattoo on his hand tingle. He paused, his hand reaching out to touch the door handle, but hesitating.

Just then, Vanessa rushed up to him, her eyes wide.

"Mr. Armstrong! Mr. Ar