That afternoon, Victor was summoned to the vice president’s office. He stood in front of Xander, trembling in fear like a wet kitten. He wondered how he had offended this big boss that he wanted to talk to him personally. He couldn’t lift his head and kept looking down at the tip of his black shoes.
Xander also didn’t say a single word and kept looking at him, his expression unreadable.
Riley, who seated on the sofa, checking a file, lifted his eyelids to look at the two men. His eyes were straying between Xander and Victor.
Nobody had spoken for a long time. A creepy silence swept across the room. Victor felt as if the temperature of the room was dropping a few more degrees.
“Take your seat.” A cold voice rang slowly inside the silent office.
Victor was startled, and his shoulder sho
