Chapter 8: The Pretentious President
Lucas walked out of the elevator with a grim stern face, heading to the executive parking lot. He got into the car where the driver was waiting with the door open, ready to go, while he steamed fumed inwardly.
Hmph!! So I'm the pretentious president, huh? That woman really had the audacity nerve to gossip about me like that!!
Before he could shake off the bitter annoyance from being spoken of poorly by an employee, a call from his dear friend Walter came in, prompting Lucas to answer with a less than pleasant mood.
“What do you want?”
The stern voice on the other end made Walter pause for a moment in utter surprise.
“What’s up, are you in a bad mood, Luke? You’re speaking so harshly to me.”
“What Luke? My name is Lucas.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know, bu
