"Let me do something for your patch up, dear Amaris!"
A smirk graced his thin lips as Kyril Ross made up his mind, to interfere with the so called love birds!
It seemed that perhaps the boss had already inferred the message from that video clip.
Kyril was well aware that the 'real Amaris' would never let herself be exposed if she wanted to stay low key, the mysterious man also knew that the lady was quite sharp when she was alive!
But then can you predict that how did he recognize her as the 'real one'?
Kyril stood up from the sofa, the tall man about six foot and a few inches walked up to the table. The boss took out his golden chain from the high necked t shirt and placed it in his mouth, out of old habit while his orbs were still fixated on the memory card.
