chapter thirty-six.
" How dare you?" the middle-aged man in his fifties hit his hand on the table and took up with anger. His face was grave, as he tightened his knuckles which turned white due to his strength. He raised his hand.
"pak, Pak, pak." the slap resounded from the entire room. The room has pitch grey colours all around due, simple decoration but yet, gave chills in the body...
The man that was slapped knelt beside the grey executive's official desk with a modernized computer on it.
His face was downwards, due the pain of being slapped by a retired general and the ex-military president was too painful. He dare not touch his face or show any expression on his face.
He knelt with a poker and expressionless face throughout.
"I told you, don't ever let her leave the country and here you are giving me all these silly excuses. You are a disappointment.". he said in anger and gritted his teeth.