His Mistress

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT.

"You've got any clue?" I rose my brows.
"To be frank, I've got no much clue, I only snapped him from behind." Robins spoke truthfully.
" That's a nice idea, that would help. Can you share the photo to me?"
"Yes, sure." He shared the image to Damian's phone.
" I'd be on my way now." I said to Robins.
"Okay, man, be very careful, I'll always buzz you if there's a new information." He said as he shook me.

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I got to the office, I was shocked when I saw a Red Range Rover Sports Car parked outside. Who's got this?
Do I have an appointment? No
What's today? Today's Tuesday, appointment free day.
Then whose car is this?
My brain was still roaming when a lady in black passed by.
"Hello, hello, heyyyyy." I screeched but she's gotten into her car already.
I didn't even bother anymore, I just moved into the elevator.

"Welcome Sir" Samantha said as she barged out of her office almost hitting me.
"Thank you." I replied.
She moved swiftly like she was in a hurry, I wondered what's going on.
I entered inside the office, settled down on the swivel, I needed rest but it work first. Definitely, I'll go back home to have some rest but then, I need the full schedule of that'd be done in my absence.

Within five minutes or more, Samantha entered inside my office, surprise, curiosity were written all over her face.
"Have your seat, Samantha." I ushered.
She sat down with her legs crossed, it's one of her idiosyncrasies.
She cracked a smile as she spoke, "How was the seminar, Sir?"
"It went well, just that I went through hell, kinda." I exhaled heavily. The whole incident came flooding in. Phewww
" Went through hell, how come?"
"Nevermind Samantha, I'm fine now."
"Hmm, are you sure?" She questioned like she knew I was pretending.
"Well, to be frank, no!" I spoke truthfully.

I needed someone to talk to and Samantha is the only person, her superpower is exceeding and I love her strength.

"What happened? Talk to me." Samantha asked as she fixed a gaze at me.
The bond between Samantha and I exceeded boss and secretary, she's someone I can share my pains with, although I made her sad, and pretended not to have.

I exhaled again, "in a nutshell, I'm being monitored."
Her eyes were widely opened, her mouth, slightly opened, " how?" She asked in surprise.
"I don't even know hut I got the person's picture on my phone, just his back side." I spoke sincerely.

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