He kept staring at me, like he was studying every move I made.I sat there, patiently.
"Can we speak about what you had called me here for?" I broke the silence.
"Okay, so Miss Johnson.."
"Call me Alexis," I interupt.
"Alexis, I know you've found something that has definitely found something that aroused a million things in your mind, like an incomplete puzzle," He said.
"Can we please jump straight to the point? I don't have alot of time to spare."
"Alright, I know you've found that file in your parent's room,"
I looked at him with suprise and suspicion. How the fuck did he know?
"Yeah, but.."
"You're wondering how do I know that?" He says the words like he read my mind.
I nod in suprise.
"There were only half the papers." I say.
"I know that. They were copies and someone had tried to steal them. First Let me ask you a question, do you know what your parents were working as?" He looked straight into my eyes, as if he had stared into my soul.
"No..." I looked away to break my nerves from getting. I don't know why was I that nervous.
"Okay, Your parents worked for me. They were my secret agents, rather spies for extremely popular celebrities." He said, his voice confident.
Secret agents?
"Oh uh,.." I searched desparately for words.
"Shocker ain't it?" He had a smirk formed at the end of his smile.
I just stayed silent,just like most of my emotions were by now.I searched for a reaction.
"Well, I guess you should read it." He said, before walking toward the huge shelf of books and files. He then walked towards me and handed me a red file.
"Read it," he said and my eyes scanned every word typed on the contract.
After 5 minutes of reading with concentration I realised that it was a renewed contract for another 5 years.
"Um," I bit my lip.
"See Miss Alexis, I am sorry for your loss, but however my work cannot stop, and according to this legal contract which your parents have agreed to, incase of any mishap, or accident or any reason for that matter, you their heir has to continue the job." He says, and my jaw dropped open.
"M-me?" Words stammer out of my mouth.
"Yes you Miss Johnson." He said, smirking once again.
"Okay but what...what exactly will I have to do?" I ask and there is a knock on the door.
I turn my head to see who it was, a girl in her mid twenties probably, wearing a grey high waisted skirt, and white shirt tucked in entered. Her long luscious brown locks fell perfectly on her shoulders, as she walked in towards Alexander.
