My heart dropped upon seeing what I had to see right now. I even gulped as my heart started racing rapidly as I kept on checking the files.
Who on earth is he?
How could he have these files?
As I checked the last file, my jaw dropped as my face had gone color for what I was seeing right now. I even dropped it in no time. I stood up, wide-eyed as I leaned on the shelf.
I couldn’t believe it...
Why did I work for him?
Why did I trust him?
My eyes roamed around the room. It even made my knees weakened upon seeing what is glued in the rooms. It was horrifying and unbelievable! My heart flipped seeing those photos plastered on the wall.
Why does he have so many photos of me?
Why are they in portraits?