What is going on? Evan’s fully hand-made, Italian trousers were glued firmly on the seat. That realization made his face fall, and he quickly called John. “Come here this instant! You have one minute!” he warned.

John was confused, but seeing that Evan had summoned him so sternly, something big must have happened.

He went to the president’s office as soon as possible, and when he arrived, Evan was changing his clothes. “Do you require my assistance, Mr. Seet?”

“Something’s on the seat. See what it is.”

John went to observe the seat closely and noticed it was smeared with a colorless and odorless super glue. How did this get here? John was baffled.

After Evan was done changing and came out of his break room, John gave him a curious look. “How did this get here, Mr. Seet?”

air crushing him, suffocating him. Cold sweat started drenching him, and he realized he asked a redundant question. If Evan knew why it was there, he wouldn’t have sat on it in

like earlier. “I’ll

the

with.  “Yes sir.” And then

looking at the documents on the table intently as he flipped through them. When he got to the fourth page,

the floor. John went to pick them up and looked through them. Something’s on these papers. Oh, they’re comic characters. They

drawing. Wait a minute! This is Mr. Seet! But he’s drawn all bruised and crying! Oh god, who did this? A shiver ran down his spine, and John didn’t

kill me! Which idiot pulled this prank? They just

glass, he was reminded

pride being

the results fifteen minutes before five.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255