Chapter 7She saw the movement of the receptionist s lips, but her voice was barely above a whisper and so it was hard to hear what she was saying.
But she was trembling.
"Well…," He drawled in a terrifying voice, looking at her fiercely, before taking turns to glare menacingly at everyone else present in the room.
"And what could be so funny that got you all so merry just before now?" He demanded icily.
"A sadist." Mitchell muses. "No wonder his face wasn t smiling. What a waste to have such a handsome face."
"Nothing sir" The receptionist hurriedly answered in a low voice barely audible enough for Mitchell to hear.
"Nothinggg?" He said stressing on the last syllable. You cannot possibly tell me nothing because I heard your voices even from the elevator.
The look he gave her was dea
