The car sped along the road towards Joseph Shaw's office.
Joseph Shaw sat in the car, staring blankly, resembling a wilted eggplant hit by frost, unable to utter a word, with his gaze unfocused and scattered.
Usually appearing carefree and nonchalant, he seemed like a completely different person at this moment.
The car stopped in the underground parking lot at his designated space, and the two tall men took the elevator up to the top floor, where Joseph Shaw's office was located.
When Annie Gray worked as his secretary, her office was directly opposite his. The door was still locked, and although he had replaced several secretaries since then, he never let anyone use Annie's office.
Because he felt that place originally belonged to Annie, not to anyone else. But many years had passed, and the office meant for Annie still awaited the return of its owner.
