Wilfred Forbes stared at the wide projector screen in his office, which displayed multiple faces from the video call currently in progress.
While there were other high-profile people in attendance whom he should be paying attention to, his gaze was solely focused on the face of Bing Yongsun, the creative director of Soundwave Music Entertainment Co., who had called the meeting in the first place.
As always, the man wore a placid expression, and the thick glasses on his face helped mask it, but everyone here knew he was furious, and with good reason.
After all, the company was currently in hot water and losing money just as the financial quarter was ending.
And the main reason for that was Wilfred's own nephew, William, and that stupid, incompetent Korean producer who couldn't even properly dispose of the evidence.
Although Wilfred wanted to curse, throw things, and pretend nothing had happened, now was not the time to expose his anger.
