Chapter

Cordelia:

"Fuhad! I order you to report here right now!" Micheal screamed into the receiver of the intercom for the umpteenth time. 

And for the umpteenth time as well, I visibly flinched at the murderous intent he seemed to be loaded with. 

It wasn't as if I was scared of Micheal lashing out at me in frustration when I decided to sit as far away from him as possible and not interfere in his nervous break down since Mokunfayo had left the room. 

I was perched on the satin sheets of his bed, all jittery like a bundle of nerves, because I felt really bad. 

Guilt was not an emotion I normally encountered; considering how I'd love half of my life splitting couples and wrecking many homes due to my line of work, but wi