Wen Haowen's Mistress
Editor: Atlas Studios
By eight in the evening, most of the Wen Corporation's employees had already gotten off work, except some of whom were working overtime. The lights in the office tower had already dimmed and the entire place looked rather serene and quiet. There would occasionally be some security officers patrolling around the compound with their torchlights, checking every room on each floor.
Wen Haowen closed his document and gave his sore neck a little stretch before rubbing his temples. He took a look at his wristwatch to see that it was already half-past eight.
Wen Haowen sorted his important documents and left the office to go collect his car from the garage.
As soon as he got inside the car, he heard a strange noise which immediately alarmed him.
The sounds of heavy panting were amplified in the spacious basement carpark.