Chapter 89

Chess stood up and reached his hand towards the door knob. After that, he pulled the door close and they were, once again, left alone inside the room.

The staff remained sitting on the floor, his sweat dripping continuously as his heart continued racing so fast.

Chess stared at him for a while before sighing. Then, he pulled his phone out of the pocket and dialed a familiar line of number.

The staff saw his move, making him panic as he desperately grabbed Chess' leg.

"Sir, please don't report me… please, sir…" he begged.

In return, Chess just looked down on him as someone finally picked up the call.

["Hello? Chess?"]

It was Prof.

For the first time after a week, Chess finally called Prof. He does send messages, but a call is rare so Prof immediately picked up as soon as he saw his caller ID register on his phone's screen.