Xavier loosened the tie around his neck, then sat back in his work chair with his focus centered on a file in his hand.
He skimmed through page after page of a file containing all the data about an employee named Rachel Lee.
It had been several days since the minor incident that resulted in the injury to Rachel's leg, as well as the fact that he had learned about the woman's psychological condition.
When Xavier demands an explanation for the many self-harm scars on the inside of Rachel's arm, the woman insists on keeping silent no matter how much Xavier urges her to speak.
Okay. If Rachel didn't want to open up to him, then he himself would find out and dig up all the information to the root.
Rachel was right. Xavier had been missing for too long, that he had missed too much. He don't know what Rachel has been through for the past ten years.