"Sir." Sheryl immediately stood and greeted Justin respectfully as he entered the room.

"What are you doing here?" Justin's cold gaze swept over her as he strolled leisurely to the couch and sat down.

Sheryl quickly explained, "I received a parcel for you from the administrative secretary half an hour ago. I thought it might be something important, something you wouldn't want too many people to handle. So, I waited for you to return and open it personally."

"A parcel?" Justin frowned.

Why would anyone send him a parcel to Beckett Group, of all places?

How strange.

Sheryl presented the parcel to him with both hands. He took it from her and then opened it right before her. After removing three layers of wrapping, each from outside and inside the box, the parcel turned out to contain only a plain white envelope. His expression darkened. It felt like someone was toying with him.

Then, he looked down and opened the envelope, which contained a stack of photographs. Pinching a corner with his fingers, he pulled the photographs out of the envelope slowly.

In an instant, his eyes widened, and all color drained from his usually composed face.

in a concerned voice when she

out," Justin growled through

"But, you-"

"I said, get out."

and scurried out of Justin's

mind racing. Justin's outburst had

through the photographs in his office one by one. Every single

young boy, battered and bloodied, confined in a filthy

them instantly-the five brutal kidnappers who had once followed Gustav's orders. And

Group had once been that

His fists clenched, crushing the photographs into a

that moment, his

the screen. A

voice was

congratulations on your promotion. It's such a pity that I wasn't able to be the

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