Trouble erupted on Winston's floor when the papers he asked Ethan, his personal assistant to shred went missing. At first, they thought it was the janitor who emptied the trash can but on checking the incinerator, the papers were nowhere to be found. "Ethan, this has to be a big joke," Winston yelled, grabbing the bottle of water on his table, he uncorked it only to empty the contents on Ethan's body. "Sir, please forgive me, this will not happen again." He apologized with his head bowed. Still pissed, Winston began to hit his head with the bottle with all his might. He kept on assaulting him, not minding his screams of distress. Satisfied, he threw the bottle aside, "Make sure you get me the culprit before mid-day. I shouldn't remind you." He snapped. "Yes sir," Ethan replied as blood trickled from the cut on his head. For the next few hours before noon, he was racking his brain, thinking of how to go about the situation. Exactly mid-day, Winston invited him into his offi
Read more