I'm Just a Substitute Doll

He's Dead

"Where are you going?"

"Meet Mr. Sean to discuss the annual concert.."

"Don't tell me I haven't warned you, he's in a bad mood."

The news quickly spread throughout the company. As of this afternoon no one had dared to enter Sean's room, except for one person. Celine, one of the managers at the company. The woman who accidentally told Sean's whereabouts to Yelena, during the incident on the roof.

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If Celine doesn't open her mouth, she feels she'll be haunted by the mistake she accidentally made. Especially after that day the mood of his boss looks very bad. If anything happens, he will feel very guilty.

"Excuse me, sir.."

Very fucked. Her crazy superiors neatly that day were very messy. The hair, which was usually neatly combed, was now left down which almost covered his eyes. The tie that is usually tied neatly, now also looks like the origin is tied. Yeah, Sean didn't wear the tie Yelena had set up.

"What's wrong?" asked Sean lazily.

"I'd like to apologize, sir.."

"Have you made the company a big loss? if not, get out!" said flat.

"Not a company, sir. But Father," Celine's full responsibility.

Sean raised his head and looked flat at Celine. Celine advanced closer to Sean's table front, then bowed 45°.

"The day you and Miss Allesa boarded the rooftop, Miss Yelena came, and I accidentally told you where you were."

Sean didn't show any expression, nor would anger change everything. He looked at his staff who were still bowing, then rubbed his face with a huff.

"You can get out." he said.

Celine raised her head and looked at Sean with a strange feeling. His boss was not angry in the least.

"Sorry, Sir?"

"You forget I don't like to repeat my words?" sean said coldly.

"Mother not angry?" said Celine keceplosan who immediately silenced her mouth.

Sean laughs.

"Why am I angry?"

"The woman is dead!"

Sean got up from his seat and walked up to Celine who was standing there. Like someone who is drunk. His steps look unstable. It was also his laughter that gave people goosebumps.

"You know? they said the funeral was held today." he said in between his little laugh that was like a madman.

Celine retreated her steps out of fear. Sean really looks fucked. Celine thought that her boss was depressed.

"I'm sorry, sir." said Celine.

"What is mourning!? he's not dead!" in front of Celine's face.

Celine is worried about Sean. He thinks Sean's not okay. He fell to the point of not believing that Yelena was dead.

"Miss Yelena would be sad if you were like this." she murmured.

"Enough! get out of here!"

"And also, what is that thing? since when's that thing on the table?" Sean pointed at a box bag that was on the table for guests.

"That's.I think it's the bag Miss Yelena was carrying at the time. It looks like it's a bag.."

"You see for yourself? didn't you see him yesterday? and now he's dead! do you believe it?"

Sean approached, grabbed both of Celine's shoulders and gripped her.

"Do you believe!?" he snapped while shaking Celine's body violently.

Celine closed her eyes while enduring the pain on her shoulders.

"Ti-no, sir." he said he was forced to let Sean take it off.

Sean took off his grip and turned around. He rubbed his face with a huff. His head could not think clearly.

"You can go!"