Am I Paying You For Eavesdropping?

"Are you people done with eavesdropping? Am I paying you for sticking your ears to my door, huh?"

Sinclair walked out of his cabin and saw a rabble of office employees standing right outside his door with their bodies leaned towards the entrance. The ice king of the conglomerate frowned as a few horizontal lines creased his forehead, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, an unsuccessful attempt to suppress his anger.

Sinclair knew that there were a few spies if Braille and it was just a piece of came for him to pick them out from a swarm of talented young employees, although he could fire them within a snap but he didn't want them to lose their jobs just because they remained unsuccessful in providing his weakness to their master, the Crowned Princess of Vampire kingdom, who ran away leaving all the luxuries and kicking the crown just for Sinclair MacLaverty.

"N-no sir, actually we...we weren't listening to your conversation rather…"