In the spacious office, only the cold atmosphere remained.
Alston sat alone behind his desk, his demeanor as icy as the winter snow.
After hesitating for a moment, Boyce, seeking stability, whispered, "Sir, should we call the police?"
"What?" Alston glanced at Boyce askew, urging him to state the reason.
"Cecilia is well-known in the company as a strong woman who never misses work. Brian's words don't seem like lies, so I'm worried that something might have happened to her. That's why I suggest calling the police!" Boyce explained.
Alston stared at Boyce in silence. His gaze sent shivers down Boyce's spine, as if he was being eyed by a cunning snake waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Alston thought Cecilia's methods of bribery were truly clever. Even Boyce, who had a
