Riley’s agony
The next day, Xander arrived at the office at his regular time and his secretary reported the schedules for the day.
“The vice-president of Voyage Groups called yesterday when you left the office. Shall I connect to her number right now?” The secretary asked.
“Not now… fix a conference meeting with her after lunch.” Xander denied it and started checking the file she handed him.
“Alright.”
The secretary turned around and left.
Meanwhile, Riley barged in and locked the door behind him.
Xander was dumbfounded and frowned, his expression perplexed.
“What is it? Why did you lock the door?” Xander inquired.
“Because I don’t want anyone to interrupt us,” Riley grunted.
Xander frowned even more deeply to see the rage in his eyes. He wondered what had h
