Sweet Subterfuge

Who knew that Yvette would come looking for them shortly after the company reopened?
Lan pushed open Xavier’s office door, immediately getting a whiff of the smoke in the room. But as cigars were good quality
smokes, the smell was not too bad. Xavier sat in the midst of the wispy smoko, idly flicking away the ash gathered on the end of
the cigar.
“Who’s looking for me again? He smiled, trying his best to appear nonchalant. But he could not hide the smugness in his eyes.
lan hesitated bellore announcing Yvette’s name.
Xavier’s smile turned into a frown at once, his expression turning cold as well as carrying a hint of disgust. “Get security to chase
her out.”
His apathy and heartlessness stunned lan for a moment, until Xavier’s shout of “Well, why are you still standing there? Go
startled him into action.
“Yes, Mr. Seymour. Right away lan hurried out once again and called the building’s management, telling them to send security up
at once. But he had yet to inform the reception when he heard the sounds of a commotion at the end of the corridor, which was
where the door was
“You can’t go inside!” said the poor receptionist, who sounded close to crying.
“Get the f uck out of my way!” snapped Yvette, who sounded contemptuous, imitated, and furious.
There were only a few people working in the company in total so when they heard the noise, they stopped what they were doing
and looked over
lan’s first reaction was that this could not reach Mr. Seymour, He rushed to the door and plastered a smile on his face while
blocking Yvette. “Ma’am. Mr. Seymour is busy, so he can’t see you.”
Yvette knew lan, but their superficial acquaintanceship did not earn an even a shred of respect from her, Yvette showed him
aside. shouting, ” F uck off before barging inside.
As lan was a man, he could not bring himsell to lay his hands on her. He could only ask the receptionist to help, “Pull her back”
The young receptionist hupped Yvette around the waist tightly, and Yvette clawed at her hand, her long nails raking across the
back of the poor girl’s hand leaving several hideous bl oody scratches behind

The receptionist wailed in pain and let go, allowing Yvette to continue her rampage inside.
With such a “precedent” from the receptionist, the other female employees only watched from a distance. None of them dared to
step forward. However, the male employees took the intiative to surround Yvette and block her off this way.
Yvette was not the least bit afraid of them, taking advantage of her status as their employer’s wife to curse, kick, and beat them.
She also kept threatening to live them.
One of the male employees finally could not stand it anymore. He rolled up his sleeves and slapped her hard. “F ucking bit ch,
shut the hell. upt if you want to fire me, go right ahead! I don’t wanna work here anymore anyway!
With that said, he returned to his seat and grabbed his bag. He ignored the calls of the others as he headed out
lan was sweating bullets at this. The one who left was the current number one of the film department, someone Xavier had used
everything in his power to pilfer from VisualBox, Kenneth Conrad. Kenneth had access to all channels of VisualBox’s resources
and could be said to be the most important person in the company apart from Xavier.
lan urged the management to hurry up once more, and they said that security was already on their way up, asking him to be
patient. But how could lan be patient? He could only leave Yvette behind and race out in an attempt to bring Kenneth back so
that Xavier would not find out about it and blow up.
Yvelle was momentarily disorientated by Kenneth’s slap, When she came back to hersell she became crazier, grabbing
something off the table closest to her and throwing it at someone. She was screaming at the same time too, “Xavier Seymourt
Get the motherf ucking hell out here! Nana is going to gel finished by that dam ned b itch, Larissal Why are you still holed up in
here like a da mned cowand!”