The Despised Son-in-law Is A Mafia Boss

Chapter 52

The atmosphere in the room was charged with tension, a palpable sense of urgency hanging thick in the air.

High-ranking members of different companies had assembled hastily for an emergency meeting, and anxiety ran deep among them.

At the head of the long, polished table, Drake sat in a chair that radiated authority, his countenance was a mask of calculated composure.

His dark, penetrating gaze surveyed the room, taking in the grim faces of those who had gathered.

Despite the caliber of people gathered, Drake's demeanor remained calm, his fingers lightly drumming against the polished wood of the table.

His confidence was unwavering, an evidence that he was not intimidated by their presence.

As each representative presented updates and discussed potential courses of action, Drake's responses were measured and deliberate, his voice calm and collected.

It was as if the emergency meeting were a routine affair, not a crisis that threatened his company.

The meeting was called because o