Chapter 45

President Mathew was walking briskly towards his office. He looked at his wristwatch; it was 11:49. He had got very late.

"Mr. President!" A residence staff called for him. He hesitatingly stopped and turned around.

"Yes!" He said in a bit loud, cold, and annoyed tone. He frowned as he stared at her irked.

Anxious; the woman almost ran towards him. She was holding a delivery package in her hands. She extended the package to him.

"What's this? It couldn't wait till tomorrow morning?" Mathew's tone got ruder.

"S- Sir! Th-This was… Um… This was…" She stuttered badly. She seemed afraid and confused.

Mathew grabbed the box from her hands and wiped his head as he observed her condition; he started feeling a bit guilty.

"I- I am sorry Miesha. I really am. I did not mean to be rude to you. It's just that…" He did not want to raise suspicion. "You know the circumstances. Hope you understand."