Chapitre 32: Swift death

There was a niggling sensation in Si Yena's chest. A hint of discomfort enveloped her when she heard the detachment in Daisy's voice, ''Daisy...''

''If my friendship was a curse for you, our enmity will be a disaster. Stay away from me, Si Yena.''

'Bang'

The door closed and Si Yena was left in the empty room. Those cold words seemed to be reverberating through the walls, chilling one's heart. 

… 

''Boss, your coffee,'' Ryle's secretary handed him the mug with trembling hands as the temperature in the backseat dropped. 

''A bodyguard can be this worrisome as well. Look at us looking for him from place to place while he is fucking his lover at these weird places,'' Ryle's lips curled up in a disdainful smirk as he lifted the coffee mug and splashed the content onto the woman's face. 

Benjamin shivered. He had seen his fair share of times when his Boss was unreasonable but at this point, he was dumbstruck.