Kol sat at the head of the conference table as he listened to the ideas being pitched to him by heads of different departments with a bored expression on his face.

　　“Is this all?” he cut off the lady pitching. She turned to him, a clustered expression on her face.

　　“I… it's… there's still a cou—” she stuttered.

　　He sighed and cut her off again, “That’s enough. You can take your seat,” he told her. She nodded and headed towards her ...