CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN

Z sighed as he got off the bus. With the sun blinding his eyes momentarily when he looked up, he stared at the tall building of the media company that took him in. He had the urge to rub his eyes but stopped himself at the last minute. He did not want to ruin Rea's hard work and not to mention, he'd get killed for it if he does. 

The woman was far scarier than anything else. 

He shook his head to return his eyes back into focus without rubbing it. With a defeated sigh, he walked towards the front door. He looked around and saw a reception desk. He walked towards it and put a smile on his face even though all he wanted to do was a scowl. 

"Good morning," he greeted the two women before the reception desk.