The System of Power is Money

Chapter 80

Citra led the man to enter the office with her.

Specifically, towards Ethan and Citra's workspace.

Several muscular bodyguards were stopped by the security guards at the office, and the entrance gate was tightly closed by the guards as per Citra's orders.

The woman still wasn't sure what motives were behind the man being chased like that, and Nike's breathing could be heard panting.

"Excuse me, Miss, Sir. Here's some water," said the office cleaning service to both of them.

Citra, who was nearby, immediately took the glass of water and gave it to Nike, who still seemed to be trying to regain his composure.

"Take this. Drink it. Maybe you'll feel much better," Citra said, offering the glass to Nike.

The man nodded, accepting the glass of water and drinking it until it was almost empty.

Nike wiped the wet corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, ignoring the tissue that was clearly in front of him.

"What's wrong? What actually happened? How did it come to this?" asked Citra as she