Fleeting as Dust, Eternal as Love novel Chapter 6

At Adams Group, Jonah sat rigidly at the head of the conference table, swiftly flipping through the planning document in his hand. The more he read, the deeper his frown grew. Before reaching the end, he threw the document onto the desk, his sharp gaze sweeping across the room.

The office was deathly silent, with everyone lowering their heads, too afraid to meet the boss's eyes. Viggo, standing behind Jonah, tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, staring at the back of Jonah’s head.

Jonah’s face was cold and taut, his thin lips parting as he spoke, “Is this the plan you spent three weeks on?”

His voice was neither loud nor soft, but the words sent a chill through everyone present.

The office remained silent.

After a couple of seconds, the head of the planning department hurriedly picked up the document from the table, wiping the sweat from his brow as he nervously explained, “Mr. Adams, our original plan was for the villa area on the southern coast, but the police went there this morning. We heard someone died there, so we had to reconsider…”

Hearing the mention of a coastal villa and a fatality, Jonah momentarily lost focus, then let out a cold laugh, forcing his attention back to the present.

The head of planning fell silent immediately, seeing the boss’s expression turn even more severe. He stood there, trembling, unsure whether to continue speaking.

At that moment, the office door suddenly burst open with a loud bang.

“He’s too busy to see his own mother?” a voice called from outside. Jonah looked up.

An older woman, her face full of anger, pushed past the secretary blocking her way and stormed into the office. Jonah instinctively frowned and waved his hand, signaling the end of the meeting.

The executives respectfully greeted the woman before leaving. Viggo, sensing the tension, tried to slip away as well, but the woman, Molly, Jonah's mother, stopped him, “You stay.”

Viggo was a bit surprised and quickly reviewed all his actions from the past year in his mind.

Jonah was equally puzzled and frowned as he asked, “Mom, what brings you here?”

Molly angrily poked Jonah in the chest with her finger, her well-maintained face showing nothing but fury, “Do you even care that I’m your mother?”

Jonah remained silent.

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