Chapter Nine

Sebastian Monteiro pov

I downed the last of my drink and telephoned the accounting department. Usually it were my personal assistant who handled the calls however this one in particular I voluntarily completed on my own. 

There had been a problem which demanded answers. Now. 

"Good morning Mr Monteiro. " the head of department's assistant chirped.

"Tell your damn boss I need him in my office this instant" I ordered and slammed -- hard --the phone onto the desk top.

What was this nonsense?

Had I been so distracted lately that I was unaware of the company's antics?

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When the drumming sounded onto the door, I barked a gruff "come in. "

Brian entered the office his face already red