Screw everything.
He didn’t feel like doing anything. Not even talking. Everything that had been happening had drained him completely. His mind was in chaos. Too many issues to solve, too many problems demanding immediate answers. The board meeting that had dragged on for nearly the entire damn day, Delclaux’s removal, the romantic relationship with his assistant—one the Board now knew about—the silent judgment, as if he had committed some kind of crime… feeling miserable, hurt, frustrated, wounded… betrayed.
It