When Ruediger and Lariette had a peaceful dinner on the balcony, the same couldn't be said to Matthew Alvord. The bribery and political scandal forced him to be constantly on edge today.
After the end of the press conference, Matthew returned to the company instead of his residence. Vincent followed from behind, mostly staying quiet.
'Damn! Damn them all!'
Matthew's face flushed with rage as he rushed inside the office, his feet stomping heavily on the polished floor. Yanking off the tie from his neck, he threw it on the table as if it was a death sentence noose.
"Who dares to screw me up?!"
Matthew growled. He slammed both hands on the table. A blaze of fury flamed his eyes as his chest heaved up and down rapidly.
Gritting his teeth hard, the veins popped on Matthew's forehead. His white-streaked crimson hair was messy, so very unlike the usual slick-back style.
