The entire room felt silent, the weight of his fury palpable as the team members exchanged nervous glances, each hoping not to be the one in his crosshairs.
No one dared to meet Ryan's gaze, their eyes cast down as they all tried to avoid Ryan's piercing gaze. Finally Kimberly, the Chief Communication Officer and PR head, stepped forward hesitantly. She adjusted her glasses, her hand trembled as she clutched the tablet with the official statement glaring on its screen.
"M-Mr. Foster, we were on our wit's end. I tried calling you to ask about it, but you didn't pick up any of my calls. So …" Her voice wavered and a faint sheen of sweat formed on her brow as she tried to justify her attempt. But before she could finish, Ryan's icy voice cut through her explanation like a knife.
"So you decided to proceed without my explicit approval." He stepped closer threateningly, his gaze unrelenting. "Have you forgotten that the company follows a chain of command?"