Nicholas sat inside his office, going through a presentation that was sent to him by his assistant working in New York.
The door to his office flipped open and he looked up to find Salva standing by the door, with a backpack resting over his shoulders and another tiny trolley, which was more of a hand carry luggage bag, being rolled with its handle extended upwards.
“Leaving already?”
Nicholas c****d and Salva nodded.
“I realized that the sooner I leave, the quicker it would be for me to come back.”
“Whoa! Look at you talking about coming back already. Didn’t you hate this island.”
Salva shrugged, “I figured this place is better and more at peace, compared to the shenanigans that we have to follow when we are back in the city.”
“And that was the very exact reason for you to hate th
