Noah's POV

"Boss," Mary, my new assistant, called out again. She tried as much as she could to mask the frustration and anger in her tone... But I heard it.

"What?" I said with a grunt before looking at her.

She looked scared.

In the one year Mary had worked in the company, I had always seen her composed and neat... But not today.

She looked as though she has been run over by a hurricane.

"What is with you? If you're not feeling well that doesn't mean you can refuse to dress nice."

Pang!

There it was again.

I felt a sharp pain in my head as soon as...