After abruptly ending the meeting, Xander decided to return home. However, what confused Taylor the most was the fact that his boss had completely ignored everything he said ever since they left the conference room.
Instead, Xander remained seated in the backseat, staring intensely at the phone in his hand.
'Just what's in there?' Taylor wondered for the hundredth time as he secretly glanced at him through the rearview mirror.
His boss hadn't moved an inch. Not even a muscle on his face twitched. The more Xander sat there like a frozen statue glaring at his phone, the more concerned Taylor became.
"Boss, about the meeting—"
"Cancel it."
The response came so fast that Taylor nearly bit his tongue in shock.
"Huh?"
It was then Taylor noticed Xander subtly adjusting the collar of his suit as though he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"Are you not feeling well, Boss?" Taylor asked cautiously. "Should I call a doctor?"
