THIRD PERSON’S pov.

>>An Anonymous Office<<

Mr anonymous sat held a photo frame in his hands, he stared at a very beautiful woman who was smiling brightly, and a little boy of about five years old, who doesn’t seem to be paying attention to the camera but the candy in his hands.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which made Mr anonymous slammed the photo on the table, covered it with a random file and adjusted himself on his chair.

“Come in” he said.

The door pushed open and his assistant walked in.

“Sir” he greeted Mr anonymous with a bow.

“Hm” Mr anonymous hummed.

“Sir, I just...