Third Person’s P.O.V.
I smirked when I saw the receptionist throwing the gift that I sent to William into the bin. So, now he was playing a game of ignorance, huh? I loved his games and this was exciting me more than I thought. In the past fifteen days, the receptionist threw everything that she was told to throw. I watched her receiving the couriers then she made a call every time and then threw them away. No matter what was the size of the gift that went straight into the bin.
I went straight to my room in my house and dialled the number of my helper. “He is completely ignoring me. I don’t think this will work now. We need to think something else to get him away from her”, I told him and he groaned in frustration. “I want them apart from each other. No matter what I want to snatch ever
