Vincent’s P.O.V. (Continued)
“She tried to take Ms. Harper’s laptop away, Mr. Beckham,” Paul answered me coldly while glaring at Valerie. “Don’t accuse me before knowing my right intention. I just wanted to take her stuff out to give her,” Valerie immediately defended and I scoffed.
I raised my hand, and Paul immediately put all the stuff in my hand. “Do you think I am in kinder garden, Ms. Holt?” I asked her in a taunting, and her face immediately flushed red out of guilt. I scoffed and signaled Paul to follow me. The meeting room was already under surveillance. So, I didn’t bother keeping an eye on her. I could always find it out later.
“Where is the assassin?” I asked Paul as soon as we walked out of the meeting room. “He is in the basement, Mr. Beckham,” Paul informed me formally th
