The silent engine of the luxurious black limousine purred to a stop in front of the condominium lobby that night. Melda, who was waiting anxiously, quickly stepped into the car as soon as the automatic door opened.
She had received an urgent order from Alan half an hour ago to come down and wait, even though he had said earlier that he wouldn't be coming because of important business.
"Boss... uh... Sir."
Melda paused her words when she saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the cream leather seat inside the spacious cabin, which felt like a private living room.
Alan was dressed in an impeccably tailored black tuxedo that complemented his strong build. His clean white shirt contrasted with a black bow tie, and his hair was styled to reveal his forehead, giving him a dignified and st
