David’s POV
“Dealing with all this document is so tiring,” I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand across my forehead. My pen scratched against the paper as I signed another set of files and slid them aside. A whole new pile waited for me.
I had built David’s Group from nothing — from sleepless nights and raw determination, but the one thing I never got used to was the endless paperwork.
I leaned back in my chair and sighed. Outside the glass wall, the city stretched far and wide — tall buildings, car horns, and life that never stopped.
Knock! Knock!
The sound was firm but polite.
“Yes, come in,” I said, flipping to the next document.
My secretary stepped in, looking slightly unsettled. His normally calm face was tense. “Sir, there’s… there’s something strange. A report just cam
