Chapter 65

"I want to believe that you've done something about setting up a meeting with the CEO of Wellington Group." Mr Hawthorne stated with furrowed brows as his assistant walked into his study room after knocking lightly on the door.

"Sir, I—" He scratched his head as his hand suddenly began jittering like he was a patient of epilepsy. His pulse had increased by 10 times its original speeding rate and his heart was pumping and pounding loudly in his chest that anyone nearby would hear it.

"Have you or haven't you?" The tone was commanding, dangerous, and one of the sternest things that the guard had heard in his entire lifetime so the jittering of his hands only intensified.

"Forgive me for saying this but I'm afraid it might be impossible for us to set up a meeting with him." He dropped the pen he was using to sign on the files as he placed the paper he was using slowly on the tabletop while maintaining eye contact with the assistant who had just broken an eerie news that he wanted to hear