Chapter 887

Vincent looked through all the photos. Half of them were of Celeste, while the remaining half were of other female employees. He had to admit that Ronnie was a good cameraman—he'd captured his fellow colleagues doing various things. There were photos of them eating, drinking, working, chatting, and even in the restroom! "It's a waste that you haven't used your abilities in the right manner, Ronnie." He handed the gadgets he'd checked to Oscar. "I hate tolerating wrongdoings. You can't blame me for not letting this matter slide since you had the audacity to do it." Ronnie fell to his knees in fear when he heard that. "Please forgive me, Mr. Hooper! Just this once! I'm begging you! I need this job to survive—I can't go to jail!" Tears streamed down his face as he pleaded for mercy, but Vincent only felt they were crocodile tears. Ronnie didn't deserve his pity. What he'd done couldn't be considered a major crime, but that didn't change the fact that he'd broken the law. Everyone had