Chapter 8: The Fierce Slave

Matthew POV

I rubbed my eyes as I reviewed the documents one more time. I called Nick, my assistant in my company, the Prince Monarch, to bring the unsigned contract for our coming project. My business was all about building hotels, department stores, and amusement parks. I also ventured into a new enterprise last year and it skyrocketed in a swift time. That's my Prince Monarch Airlines.

I took my phone to the mahogany table and called his number. With my tired eyes and drained voice, I spoke to him as I kept rubbing my temples with my fingers, "Nick! Get the documents back to my mansion and revise the corrections I made!"

"Yes, President. I'm going there now!" with a discreet sigh that my senses heard, Nick responded. He had to drive for an hour back and forth just to get these pieces of junk. I intended to work at home today for two reasons. First, my head was still exploding in pain, and second, I had to see my Uncle Baron in the basement later in the day. I hope he's doing well