It was a normal busy day at Menarini Group and Petra Design LTD.
Inside the grand CEO's office, a slim man with an expressionless face was sitting on the shiny leather sofa. He was silent while gently flipping through some documents.
"Boss, we just received a call from the hospital. Jamon has been transferred to the ICU, and they said no visitors are allowed, including his family." Fred suddenly showed up at the door, bringing the news to Nathan. He knew that Pierce didn't care about Jamon, and it would be better for him if Jamon died.
"Really? Interesting! Did they say why?" A smile flashed in Pierce's face reaching the corners of his ears, and his eyes sparkled with deep brown color. It made him dangerous yet very good-looking.
"No. Boss, there is a scheduled meeting at the c
