He swirled the wine in his glass. The ice cubes crushed against each other, making noise with the glass. He was deep in thoughts, with his eyes looking into space. The opening of his office door was what brought him back to reality.
"Hey man," Mark greeted, walking across the office to take a seat before him. "What are you drinking?"
He didn't reply, he only showed the glass to him. Mark reached out for a glass and helped himself with the wine.
"What is wrong man, what are you thinking about?" He asked with his brow burrowed.
"I can't believe how fast I have lost everything." He mumbled.
"Yes you have lost a lot but you will regain them with time. After the court ruling, I am sure you are going to come out victorious."
"I want this to be perfect. We do the test, present the result to
