Chapter 189 A Statement of Repentance (1/2)

Daniel shrugged and said, ”Bingo! What do you want me to say? My boss called me to ask for a day off for his wife, who happens to work in my department. How can I say no to him?”

”Daniel! How could you two decide what I should do? You'd better give me a call next time!” Rachel said anxiously and pushed him on his shoulder. This was ridiculous, and she really hated people making decisions for her without letting her know.

Daniel squinted at Rachel innocently and complained, ”What? I don't think I have decided anything.”

”Fine, forget it. There's something that you can decide. Please move my desk down here. I'll work here from now on, ” Rachel said, looking at the empty place they'd left for her.

”No problem, I'll get people to do it, but you should be telling Hiram this, not me, ” Daniel said to Rachel, sitting on his chair and crossing his legs.

Rachel looked at him crossly and said, ”Fine, I'm going to tell him right this moment.”

After the kidnapping incident, Hiram had moved her desk up to the office next to his, saying that he wanted to see her as much as possible. Back then, Rachel was staying at her apartment, so Hiram didn't get to see her after work. But now, she'd moved back to Tulip Palace, and things were different. It was unnecessary for him to keep her under his watch during work all day.

Rachel went upstairs and stopped at the door of the president's office.

There was no answer when she knocked, so she opened the door herself and found an empty room.

Hiram was probably at a meeting. The directors in the board were gathering frequently these days.

Rachel walked in and decided to wait for him in his office.

She walked to his desk and sat on his brown leather chair. She spun around excitedly.

The chair was very comfortable to sit on, but the responsibilities that came with it must be huge. The one wearing the crown must withstand its weight.

Rachel began to examine the things on his desk, and she could just imagine what Hiram did when he was sitting here. Everything on the desk was placed neatly in order, and there wasn't anything unrelated to work, not even a photo frame. Hiram probably focused his full attention on his work without the slightest deviation.

As time went by, Rachel became bored. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at Hiram's computer screen, which had already been turned on when she came in. A little icon at the bottom that looked like a camera piqued her curiosity, because she didn't remember having it on her computer. She clicked it, wondering what it was for.

But nothing could prepare her for what she saw next.

What the hell?

Why had Hiram installed such a monitoring software on his computer?

But wait, why did the picture look so familiar to her?