Chapter 661
Chapter 661:
William stood at the front of the room, his tone calm but authoritative. “How’s the progress on your projects?” he asked. The groups took turns presenting updates.
William skimmed through each report, flipping quickly through the pages. If nothing stood out as a major issue, he didn’t comment much.
But when he got to the report from Stella’s group, something changed. He slowed down. Page by page, he flipped through it—taking his time.
Stella noticed right away. Her brows furrowed slightly. Was there something wrong with their experiment?
She had personally double-checked everything. There shouldn’t be any issues.
Still, unease crept in. Her hands clenched under the table.
The room grew quieter by the second.
A few people snuck glances at Stella, assuming she was about to get dragged over the coals. Some even looked a little too pleased about it.
Finally, William closed the report and set it down. Then he looked straight at Stella.
Her nerves shot up again. She couldn’t help asking, “Mr. Briggs, is there a problem with our data?” Everything had been normal during the last check with Paul. How could William have spotted a major issue now?
His eyes locked onto hers. For a moment, he didn’t say anything.
The air between them tensed, so much so that the others around them started shifting uncomfortably in their seats. Then he spoke, low and calm. “Ms. Gilbert, your team’s progress is impressive. This was the most accurate report out of all the groups.”
Stella blinked. Her heart, which had been in her throat, finally dropped back into place.
Still, confusion lingered. If everything was fine, then why had he taken so long with the report? Why the staring?
She glanced at him suspiciously, slowly realizing—he’d done it on purpose. She narrowed her eyes and shot him a glare. William, completely unfazed, gave her a small, smug smile.
Around them, the team was stunned. Everyone had seen the interaction—her glare, his smile—it wasn’t subtle.
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A moment later, William stood up and ended the meeting. “That’s all for today. You’re dismissed.”
As he walked toward the door, he paused, turned slightly, and said casually, “Stella, come with me.”
Gasps echoed quietly around the room. Stella gathered her things and followed him out.
The moment the door closed behind them, Sandra leaned toward Jamir and Elbert, unable to keep quiet. “Did you see that?” she whispered. “There’s something going on between those two.”
Jamir, usually oblivious to matters of romance, surprisingly agreed with Sandra’s observation, feeling the peculiar vibe between Stella and William. It was as if Stella and William were flirting right in front of them.
“Are they together now?” Sandra asked, her tone laced with uncertainty. It didn’t make sense. Not long ago, Stella had insisted they weren’t involved. Could things have changed that fast?
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