Chapitre 145: Vol 1 : Slow Interrogation

Charles did not say anything, left at once, waiting outside the room, which had only a transparent glass barrier, soundproofed, resting on his bearded chin.

Silence enveloped the interrogation room.

Faye herself didn't say first, she wanted to know if they cared about her.

The three employees' eyes glanced worriedly at Faye through the slits of their lashes, then lowered their head again as she looked too.

The seconds passed.

Faye folded her arms across her chest, she slowly started to run out of patience waiting for them to speak.

They don't want to change?

"Um ..." One of them opened her mouth hesitantly.

Faye, who had intended to open her mouth to speak, closed it again to wait for her.

"Thank you ..." They finally want to talk too.

"What for?" Faye asked, "I didn't do anything to you all." she has not withdrawn the suit according to Charles' orders.

"We've heard about the Boss chat with—"