CHAPTER 2: A FLIGHT

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Light brightly shows on a sophisticated business building with an array of disjointed levels that knows how to glow when the sun shines with a centralized light in the middle of the building. In the building are various office spaces in which so many activities are carried out. Aside beauty, the building is so big and wide that a stranger than never figure out its end from the beginning. If it's not the biggest empire in the whole business world, then just what is it? Chevron Matrix Global Service (CMGS) is one of the biggest and most facilitated empire in the whole business world under the lordship of an anonymous billionaire named Alexander Ryan Caves, a multi billionaire and one of the richest business tycoons in T city. Beside having an upper hand in the business world, he is a world class and undesirable man in his early thirties. Presently, he just finished satisfying his undying appetite with a cup of coffee he prepared himself after rounding off a two hours meeting with his private investors in Australia about fifteen minutes ago. "When is my flight?", he asks his personal assistant as he walks back to his table while still stirring his tea with the cutlery lingering in his hand. "Tomorrow by 4am, young master", his assistant reports back. "Prepare your things, you're coming with me", Alexander announces which causes his assistant to glare at him in shock. "Do you have a problem with that?", Alexander asks with an icy glare. "Not like you want to hear it", his assistant, William wants to say but loses his voice. Aware that he is still keeping his boss waiting as he hasn't responded to his question, he nods his head slightly to the opposite direction and utters a 'no'. "Good, I'll give you this night to go home and pack your stuffs. But have it in your head that we are not returning tomorrow and I can't give a specific date. And before you get out of here, phone the guards over there to prepare a hotel for us", Alexander utters to his personal assistant who is still sulking after the first statement he heard from his boss. I mean what mentally stable human would want to stay with his boss for more than 24 hours without gradually turning into a cold monster or even becoming one. Nodding slightly, his assistant, William turns to leave when he hears. "Don't let them prepare any of my family hotels, I don't want anyone to know of my movements even when I get there", Alexander mutters.
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