Mila ground her teeth and slammed the door, standing on her feet. “What have you done, Mr. Bryant?!” She yelled, panting. “Tell me what you’ve done or I will make you regret it?”Director Bryan furrowed his eyebrows, confused. “What do you mean by what I have done?” He asked, unclear, with his shoulders elevated to the level of his neck. “I don’t know what you are talking about…”“You invited me here for an interrogation and already accused me of something I know nothing about and now again, you look at your phone and seem to be questioning me about something else,” he let out. “All I requested for was the evidence you have, and now you are creating a scene, “Are you doing this so I won’t sue you for framing me? Hun?”Mila snickered. “You think you’ve succeeded, but you haven’t,” she said, widening her eyes with boldness. “You think you’ve destroyed the evidence, but it’s a lie. You think you will get away with this, but you can’t.”“Get away with what?!” Director Bryant shouted, fr
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