Moments later.
The driver arrived at the front gate of the Henderson Global Conglomerate company one, Stiles then quickly got out of the car.
“Here Mr.”
Stiles spoke as he handed one hundred dollars to the can man.
“I don't have change for this sir.”
The cab driver spoke as he gazed at Stiles who was standing in front of him with the one hundred dollars on his right hand.
“No problem Mr, this is all for you, you can keep the change.”
Stiles spoke, his face painted with smiles as he gazed at the cab driver.
“Thank you kind sir, I'm really grateful.”
The cab driver spoke.
“It's nothing sir, really.”
“Here sir.”
He spoke as he brought out a card.
“What is this?.”
Stiles asked as he took the card from the cab driver.
“My number is on it, wherever you want to go, you can contact
