Jonathan's POV
Harmon Designs - Managing Director's office - The next day
I was reviewing a file at the reception, and Adrian walked in.
Even though he smiled and wished normally, I could see the difference in everyone's behavior.
I saw conversations stopped as Adrian walked past.
Anyone holding a file, closed it abruptly.
Some avoided making eye contact with him.
I realized the anonymous email did more damage than I expected.
Although no one was accusing him to his face.
But the fact he was Imelda's son and Fredrick's grandson,
It had its effects.
This made the doubt more affirmative.
I knew if his trust was lost it wouldn't be easy for him to re-build it.
Just then a staff member came over.
"Mr. Rollings," he only spoke after Adrian closed his office's door.
"The senior board members request your meet,"
"Mrs. Rollings is over at Rollings Arts, or else I would have had to call her as well."
As I entered and asked why such a private meeting was requested.
