Chapter 268 Mrs. Yarwood Is Our Savoir!

Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Yarwood Group's gaming division, the air was cold and tense, charged with silent hostility. Two minutes earlier, Julian stood in a tailored black suit, his dark eyes glinting coldly behind gold-rimmed glasses, radiating an intimidating, almost suffocating presence. "This is the final proposal you submitted?" He tapped his long, well-defined fingers on the table. The marketing plan for Echoes Across the Divide lay in the center, thrown down like a challenge. A line of game directors and senior programmers all lowered their heads, barely daring to breathe. At that moment, his phone buzzed on the table. Everyone in the room saw it—just moments ago, Julian had been radiating cold hostility, but the instant he saw the screen, every trace of coldness around him seemed to vanish. He picked up his phone and pressed the answer button. Then everyone in the conference room watched in disbelief as their usually ruthless and unyielding boss spoke int