[Pierson Corporation: COO's Office]
Atlas sat quietly on the one-seater couch in his office with a dead expression. His eyes lingered on the few men seated across from him on the other couch—William among them.
Which meant, whatever this was, he didn't want to hear it. He would rather drown than have it, but then again, Atlas had no choice.
"Atlas, this is the umpteenth time you've interfered with a project under my wing!" William snapped, tapping the document on the table and glaring at him. "Explain this to me! Why are you just targeting me!?"
"I'm not…"
"At this rate, it's abuse of power!" one of the other men — head of the current project Atlas had just sent a memo to — added furiously. He then started pointing at the men in the room. "First you stopped his project, then his, and now mine?!"
"There were dozens of projects this year under other people's names, but you only stop ours!" another added, dismayed. "Yet, it seemed you only have problems with ours!"
