THE ALMIGHTY LORD CLOUD

CHAPTER 160

The room remained heavy with silence as Lord Cloud sat at the head of the table. His mere presence exuded an aura of power and authority so intense that no one even dared to speak.

All around the conference room, employees began to shift uncomfortably in their seats, and sweat was even forming on some of their foreheads.

Each one of them began to replay every decision, every minor slip-up in their minds, wondering if they had done anything to incur Lord Cloud's wrath.

Some glanced nervously at their colleagues, while others bowed their heads, too afraid to meet Nathan's intense gaze.

Hastings was visibly shaking, his shirt already soaked in sweat. His mind was racing, and his heart pounded against his chest like a hammer.

Does he know?

The question replayed in his mind endlessly. He could feel the cold, piercing stare of Nathan boring through him.

Sylvester, too, was breaking under the pressure; he had pulled out of the plan with Darius, but what if backing out was not enough to a