The Accusation

The next day, Tony was in his office. He checked the time. It was eleven in the morning. Usually, his wife sent him some snacks, mostly fruits at that time. He missed her already. 

He asked her if she knew anything about Beth's interview, but he got nothing. He had put one of his people to investigate it. 

He leaned on his chair throwing the files on the table. He was bored doing the same stuff over and over. People loved his speeches and he looked forward to his campaign speeches. He loved on a platform talking to people. 

*Bang*

The door of his office opened with a bang. Tony opened his eyes. No one had the guts to do that when he was in the office. 

His lips curved seeing the person in front of him.

Of course… Who else other than his wife would have the guts?