The heavy brass key ground into the lock from the outside, the sound sharp as a gunshot in the tense silence of the HR office.Arthur scrambled backward, desperately trying to pull his trousers up over his trembling legs, his face a ghostly shade of white. Christopher merely laughed, adjusting his clothes with a lazy, unbothered smirk as he stepped away from the desk.Only Veronica remained entirely at ease. She sat on the edge of the mahogany desk, her emerald wrap dress bunched around her waist, her bare legs swinging casually as if she were waiting for a bus rather than catching the wrath of the senior partner.The door swung open, and Collin Vassal stepped inside.He didn't look shocked. He looked furious, his dark eyes sweeping over the scattered pens, the disheveled HR director, and finally settling on Veronica, who was dripping with the evidence of his partner’s release. Without a word, Collin reached back, pulled the door shut, and turned the key, locking them all in once more
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