Vivian's POV
After three days of being out of the office while I recovered, I was finally back to work. I was seated in my office, while flipping through some documents when I heard a knock at the door.
"Director Vivian," Howard said, stepping into the room with a stack of signed files. "The compliance audits on the security staff are complete and we documented twelve distinct protocol infractions from Winston's head guards over the past quarter alone, including the exact shift negligence that allowed the paparazzi entry to the presidential suite."
"Excellent work, Howard," I said with a small smile. "Gather the replacement personnel you recruited because we are terminating the entire upper tier of the security department today."
Ten minutes later, I walked into the main secu
