A black car quietly arrived at the gates of the airport.
As Tanner got out of the car, for some reason, he felt an inexplicable burst of anxiety. His heart felt as if it was entangled by something, and he felt suffocated for a moment.
He frowned, pressed his chest hard, and stopped in his tracks.
His assistant, Fran, who was behind him, did not understand what was wrong with him, and asked carefully, “Boss, what’s wrong?”
The strange feeling in his heart disappeared as quickly as it came.
Tanner shook his head, he paid no mind to this strange feeling. He lifted his legs and continued to walk forward.
He was on a tight schedule. After waiting in the waiting room for five minutes, he needed to get on the plane. After sitting down and getting a cup of coffee, the stewardess kindly remin
