Helio's POV
For some reason, that girl made me confused beyond measure. I kept thinking of her no matter what I did to distract myself, she was always everywhere and sometimes I would hallucinate about her, the same woman who tried to poison me.
Outrageous. No one's ever dared to think or even attempt to poison me ever since I took over the company, I'd love to kill her now but she's the only link I have in finding that bastard.
My hands start to feel warm, and a warm liquid flows down my hand, staining my desk. I open my fist and find that I had broken a pen in my hand and injured myself. It's blood. Shit! I made haste and moved my documents, had the blood been on the papers that would have been fatal. I'm tired.
The ticking of the clock grows louder to the point where it becomes annoying. Gah! Why does everything seem to annoy me today?
