Gerald’s POV.
“Good evening boss”, Peter ran towards me to help with my bag. I looked around and noticed that the cars were parked the same way for two days.
“Have you been here?” I asked, walking towards the driver's seat. “Yes boss, we are all waiting for you “. I smirked and tapped him on his shoulder.
“Keys”. He handed over the Range Rover key to me and my bag. “Go home”. Peter nodded at my instructions and called out the team members.
I zoomed off before they did. On my way, I stopped by a random barber shop and it was as expected. The tension and ovation was too extra.
“Can I get a haircut in 20?” I asked anyone who cared to answer. A young man nodded and fixed a seat for me.
“Thank you for coming here sir, it is a privilege and I appreciate it”. I smiled softly and in
