SWISS HOTEL

Bethany arrived at her office, hoping the issue was financial and not related to her personal life.

She made her way into Malcolm's office and found him fuming, sitting in his chair and glaring at her.

She greeted him with a forced smile to maintain her composure. “Good morning, Mr. Malcom. I thought I wasn’t allowed into the office for two days!”

He stood abruptly, slamming his hand on the desk. “You disobeyed me!”

Bethany flinched, raising her hands slightly in a calming gesture. “I can explain, Mr. Malcom!”

He stormed toward her, pointing a finger aggressively. “So you did it? Go on, confess! Confess now!” 

Her brows...