[Global Prime Logistics]
Stephen sat down in his office and huffed. He leaned against his swivel chair, closing his eyes tightly as he tried to breathe. After some time, he reopened his eyes. Even now, his heart was beating so fast he could barely breathe normally.
Ever since yesterday, he had been having a hard time breathing. However, he could never show it to anyone — not even to the heavens or the devils in hell.
"Ah, goodness." Stephen peeled his back off the chair and pulled out a drawer. He looked around his office cautiously while pressing the corner surface of the drawer.
Click.
The sound the surface made was faint, but it was enough to make him jolt in surprise. Lowering his gaze, beads of sweat started to break out on his forehead and back. His hand trembled as he reached for the slightly lifted surface, which had never been there before.
