CH - 8 HE IS GUILTY

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V Pov

" boss, have you called me? " Martha, one of our maids asked me a in sugar-coated voice, which I hate the most. I don't know why, but she always behaves extra sweet in front of me, Although I know very well how she is in reality.

So I never paid much attention to her as I have more important work than this.

" Hmm __ Bring me coffee. "

I stated while my eyes were scanning the papers in my hands.

Today is a national holiday in New York so, I'm working from home today, I don't like to take leaves as I'm a workaholic manic and I find it unnecessary to take leaves for unnecessary events.

It's been 5 days since I arrived in New York, and as usual, I spent most of my time in the office, going early in the morning and coming back late at night is my daily routine.

But something odd has been added to my daily routine, and that's her waiting for me. Although she never says anything to me except, one question.

"Sir dinner?"

that's the only thing she has asked me since I arrived.

She is like a puzzle for me which I eagerly wanted to solve.

I'm trying to observe her, understand her, but the more I understand her, the more I get confused.

She is the first girl who had clouded my mind like this___ after her.

I'm feeling very frustrated seeing so many mistakes in the file, the person who surely wanted to get fired had made this. I have been working on a new project and have not slept for two days.

This is an intercontinental project and intercontinental projects have always been my prime concern, because they broaden the companies horizon, also expose our corporation to diverse perspectives.  

This is my first international project of this year, and I'm very serious about this.

I was reading the clauses when my phone buzzed, I eyed the screen, it was Richard. I picked up the phone from the table while standing up from the couch.

My back and hips were litrally sore, as I was gluded onto this couch form a prolonged interval.

" Hello, boss! " Riached exclaimed from the other side, and I hummed in response while randomly flickering my eyes everywhere.

The mansion was empty, as most of the workers had left, only a few were still present in the house.

" Boss I have sent you a copy of the clauses regarding the new project. So please check them, although I didn't find anything wrong in the agreement except clauses number nine and twelve. "

I again hmm while massaging my temples.

" Okay, boss this was it. " He completed and was about to hang up but I instantly stated.

" Listen, Richard, just fire the mothrfucker who had made the project presentation file. " I uttred with an annoyed tone while snapping my eyes a little.

" Oh__ Okay boss. " And with that, I disconnected the call.

Fuck this is so frustrating.

I was feeling very frustarted at that instant but the actuall reseaon behinde my frustration was something else.

I inhaled deeply while turning around but my eyes immediately darkened seeing the view in front of me.

" WHAT THE FUCK! "

I roared in a loud voice like an angry loin Seeing the mess, Y/n had spilt the coffee over the table where I had placed the file.

My entire body was enraged, my mind was completely occupied with anger, pure anger. I have been working over this day and night like a manic and this bloody Bitch had ruined it.

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