The gardener finally left. James sent him out and went back to Ivan's office again. Ivan was still standing by the window. It was raining outside and the sky was a dull grey. James didn't know what his boss was watching…
"Sir," the assistant began carefully, "He's left…"
"Oh," Ivan replied flatly.
"It's time for your treatment."
Ivan finally turned around and grabbed his coat. The two men walked out of the office.
"Sir, that gardener's answer matches what Mrs. Hendrix has told you. He's probably telling truth," James said carefully.
"Don't you think he was talking a bit too much?" Ivan said calmly, "The last part sounded a bit unnecessary to me…"
"You mean…the part where he tried to compliment Mrs. Hendrix?" James thought about what the gardener said and he grew suspicious as w
