Aaron sighed in frustration, slamming his fist against the door. He steered his wheelchair back to his seat and leaned on it with a saddened expression. Memories of the past came flooding into his mind. Aaron let out a cold cough and cleared his throat with his head still leaning on the desk. It has been two years since that unfortunate incident and yet, Aaron couldn't get over the betrayal. Every day it flooded his mind and it felt like the billionaire was going crazy. He raised his head and gazed up at the ceiling.
“Maybe it's time to go home,” he said. “Have had enough for today. I need to rest my head before it explodes.”
Aaron arranged his messy desk and straightened his suit. He took out his cell phone and dialed Lyra’s private number. Aaron gulped down his saliva nervously as the
