Aiden maneuvered through the bustling streets, his hands steady on the wheel while April dialed the agent's number, seeking directions. Her voice was calm, but a subtle tremor of anxiety underlined her words. The agent, named Marcus, quickly provided the details, guiding them toward the location of their new company.
When they arrived, April's eyes widened with joy. Aiden smiled, sharing in her excitement as they took in the sight of the sleek, modern building- their new venture. The possibilities seemed endless, and for a moment, April allowed herself to feel genuine happiness.
Marcus was already waiting for them outside, a broad smile on his face as he approached. "Congratulations, Mr. Gorbachev, Ms. April," he said, extending a hand. "It's all been approved by the government, bu
