Bloody Red Eyes

There was silence between both parties for the next few seconds before the manager burst into laughter. "You? Interview him?".

Of course, she had a pretty face and a nice body, but the rest of the women who fawned over Drake Bermount were the same.

"He's actually a friend of mine". She gritted her teeth while gambling at those words.

The manager's smile dropped as he leaned back to get out a document from his left drawer. "You have till tomorrow". He brought out a stack of documents. "I was formerly going to put an adequate review down for you, but that won't be possible now".

"Tomorrow?! I can't interview him in just one day!". She slammed both her palms on the desk.

The old man rolled his eyes. "Then get a formal pass sent to our office from Bermount Group". The distressed look on her face pleased him. "But if you change your mind, my door is always open. Although it won't be a one-time thing....".