James became so busy in his office with paperworks. He for the first time regretted firing Amelia.

He would have pushed the whole work to her, and she wouldn’t have complained.

He reached for his tea cup and gulped some of his warm tea. He stood up and adjusted his pants before stretching.

He was about to sit and resume working when he heard a knock on his door.

“It’s not locked,” He responded without bothering to look at who it ...