The Passion of Mr. Anderson

DEAD END

Ask Melia! Ask!

"Sir, I ask you once again, where did you get this shampoo?"

"Sampoo?"

"Yes, the shampoo you use."

Anderson frowned. But then he stopped to go to the bathroom. But, upon arriving in front of Melia, he had brought a bottle of red shampoo.

"This is what you mean?"

"Eh?" Melia was shocked again. "D-yes."

"Don't I already tell you that it looks like I'm using the same shampoo as you."

Melia held her breath. One suspicion has been dashed today as well.

"Emm, sorry."

Anderson is now frowning.

Melia wanted to leave right now, but she was still very suspicious. He still could not trust Anderson completely before scolding her again with hundreds of questions.

"Emm, Sir. Can you tell me what you did last night? Emm, I mean between two in the morning and morning."

"What's up, Mel? Why are you suddenly asking that privacy thing?"

"Say me, sir?"

"I sleep at home."

"What's the evidence?"

Anderson laughing. "What do you really want to ask? You're not trying to accuse me, are you?"

"Say where is the evidence?"

Anderson was long. But then, Anderson called out to Bram who was outside the room.

"Bram's."

It only took three seconds, Bram went into the space. "Yes, sir."

"It looks like Melia wants to know where I was last night."

Bram frowned.

"Tell him where I was last night?"

"I drove you home and you didn't go anywhere after that."

"Do you believe me, Mel?"

Smart Melia couldn't possibly believe Anderson's words.

"Can you guys conspire?"

Bram and Anderson looked at each other. It wasn't easy for them to fool people as smart as Melia.

"I have a cctv in my room. If you want, I can send it to you" Anderson said.

Anderson then raised his fingers, as a sign that Bram was allowed out of this room.

"But ..."

"But what sir?"

"There's a sensitive part if you want to see it. Of course there are parts when I'm naked and it's like a habit to fall asleep without clothes."

Melia immediately stepped back to the back.

"I don't need that. I just wanted to convince myself where you were last night."

"Yes, yeah, yeah. It's good." Anderson is backing out. "I'll send that cctv tape to your number right away."

Melia nodded quickly. "I'll wait, sir."

"Tell me, Melia. What makes you nervous. Why are you suddenly asking personal things towards me."

Melia held her breath.

"Can you just send me the cctv footage? And sorry, I have to get out of this office. From now on, I'm not your officer either."

Anderson took a breath. Before Anderson said any further, Melia was already completely gone from here.

***

"Bram ...?" Anderson called Bram outside the room.

"Yes, sir."

"Have you edited that cctv? I don't want to make one mistake."

"Just calm down, sir. This time there won't be the slightest mistake."

"Good."

And now, Anderson's focus is only one. Looking at a screen recording where Melia had already stepped down from inside the elevator and smiled broadly at the other man.

And again, when he saw it, Anderson's anger was no longer in control. The pen that had his grip again broke when he did not accept his woman was held by a man other than himself.

***

"How's it?"

Melia nodded in disappointment.

"It doesn't seem like him, Rey."

"Are you sure?"

Melia nodded. "He didn't lie. He has the same shampoo."

"Then, the alibi about last night?"

"She promised to send me the cctv footage of her house."

"And you believe?"

"Then, is there any reason I suspect him? After all, I knew him for the first time in this office. When I started working for this company. I didn't know Mr. Anderson at school at all, anything else in college when that guy started daring to ruin our relationship."

Reyan was disappointed.

"Try to remember again, Mel. Did you really not know him a few years ago?"

Melia shakes. "Yes, Rey. I'm sure of you."

And it seemed, they had actually found a dead end again.

***