I balled my hands up in a fist. I was so devastated.

As soon as the video stopped playing, the workers leaned close to one another, blabbing like jobless idiots. The female workers who obviously didn't like me for some unknown reason, were smirking at me, seeming quite happy for my predicament. Who could have done this? Mr. Shawn?

I turned back to him, swallowing my tears. "Mr

Shawn, who filmed that? Where in the world did you get it from? Huh?"

"That should remain confidential." He put his hands behind him, wandering in front of me. "Someone sent it to my office this morning."

"The video is false. Mr....