CALEB’S POV
I will be late, I need to hurry up. The hangover was making it worse for me, as my head was aching and I wasn’t able to focus on anything and her words and attitude were giving me chills that she is up to what?
Today I’m going to be late because of my carelessness and will get a bad image for myself.
I entered my office, took the sip of the green tea kept on my table, and was ready to leave.
“Caleb sir before you leave there’s a note we have for you. The peon stood in front of me with a note and I was confused that what's this note all about?
“What is there, be quick I'm getting late.” I said searching for my phone.
“Sir, your father sent it for you.” When he mentioned that it's from my dad, I froze as what kind of surprise now I'm going to receive was the only thought
