Andrew wanted to cry out. "Boss, it must be a man of course or else how can she have haphephobia." Andrew said in his mind.
"What are you thinking about? Go and find him or else don't think about appearing tomorrow morning." Michael crucially said to him and ends the call without even hearing Andrew's reply.
"But boss…." Before he could say anything the phone call was cut.
"Boss, why are you doing this to me? I have worked for you for so many years and now you're telling me that you will kill me for some woman. " Andrew said.
Hearing him, one of his colleagues asked him, "Hey, Andrew what happened?"
"What happens is, I am going to die tomorrow." Andrew mumbled.
"Don't forget to call me for your funeral." His colleague said.
"And tell me now- only what flowers should I bring? " He said looking at his phone.
