Chapter 639: Offer (4)
Snap!
Charlie yanked off my glasses, thinking that my glasses had a hidden camera in the frames.
Before the regression, I had been caught exactly like this the first time I was inspected by the head of security, Charlie. Whenever he suspected anything even slightly off, he would grab someone and search them head to toe like he was interrogating a prisoner of war.
The first thing he always checked was the horn-rimmed glasses.
"You little punk. Trying to play games with us?"
As Charlie spoke triumphantly, the other three guards pinned me in place so I couldn't move an inch. In an instant, the once-festive atmosphere turned ice cold.
"Charlie, what the hell are you doing?"
When Vice President Richard Kane raised his voice, Charlie lifted my glasses up. "This bastard brought in a hidden camera."
"Is there a camera installed in those glasses?"
At that moment, I answered in a voice trembling like a nervous trainee waiter. My fabricated voice was higher than usual, and quivered thinly.
"N-No! It's not a hidden camera! I swear! I just didn't bring my contact lenses today, so I'm wearing these glasses!"
"Don't make me laugh."