THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE
Screens flickered with global news, and surveillance footage from Geneva.
Knight Valmere stood alone, watching one particular clip. Rain, headlights, gunfire. And then, a tall man in black stepping out of the shadows to pull Deborah to safety.
Knight froze the frame. Zoomed in. Enhanced the image.
The face was still blurred even if he tried everything to see who is it.
He exhaled slowly, lips curling into a cold, knowing smile.
“Well,” he murmured to himself, “looks like our little sister’s having a knight in shining armour.”