Chapter 72 The Smoking Gun

Howard was not being subtle, but as most people had their eyes on Hector, his reaction went largely unobserved. Even so, not everyone missed him—Zayn had seen his reaction. He narrowed his eyes as the cogs in his brain turned before concluding that this was Howard’s doing. The call Hector received had something to do with him! Meanwhile, Hector’s expression went through a spectrum of shock, fury, and finally, horror. By the time the call ended, his eyes were glazed over in disbelief, as though his soul had left him. His shifting emotions mystified the crowd. A heavy air of foreboding began to dawn on them, and they started to wonder if something terrible had happened to the company. Amid the uneasy silence, George furrowed his eyebrows and stared at Hector. “Who was that?” Hector gulped, scanning everyone’s faces, before meeting George’s eyes. “It’s from the finance department.” Though he managed to project an appearance of unflappability, George felt his pounding heart skip a be