“You… you… you two—!”
Grace Young pointed at the scene under the desk, her entire body trembling with shock and fury. Her voice cracked; she couldn’t even form a complete sentence.
It’s over.
The secretary sighed internally. Without a word, she bowed her head and quietly slipped out of the office, closing the door behind her as if sealing a bomb inside.
SLAP!
The moment the door shut, Grace’s palm landed on Mr. Seehorn’s face with a sharp c***k.
“You shameless man!”
The sting exploded across his cheek. He jolted upright from his seat, eyes blazing.
“I told you not to come! But no—you insisted! Are you happy now? Satisfied now that you’ve seen everything?!”
“You crazy woman! I was doing this for your own good—why can’t you ever listen?!”
“For my own good?!” Grace cried, voice trem
