He is the same

Aileen reached the vacation house in a few hours, everybody was nowhere to be seen still. She got in with a single push of the sliding door, the big luxurious house was all quite, the ceilings were too high and decorated with multiple chandeliers, walls painted white and so were the couches and other furnitures in the sitting room, making it look like a house of some modern neat freaks. One would even feel hostile to move around the house with a fear of ruining the blinding white color, well it was all she found at the last minute and now she only hopes that her super duper annoying boss would like it, what an irony that she has to wish for him to do. "Mrs Fletchers, you're here" came a familiar voice from the stairs, she got up from the couch. "Yup, sorry that I dozed off. He didn't vent much to it, right?" She asked, narrowing her eyes, waiting for the worst feedback. Well, working for him has made her think of the worst to happen anytime, so she has to prepare herself, both physica