I woke up with a slight headache. Possibly because of drinking last night--or from dealing with those plebians. And yes, I did pay for everything!


    Getting up from my bed, I took my phone with me to eat. I decided to book a flight to Serbia while I ate breakfast. I am not too sure why I chose Serbia of all places. It''s just a place I haven''t been.


    Before I could hit ''Book flight,'' a call rang on my phone. It''s my secretary.


    I answered.


    "Heya."


    "Good evening, sir. I know you might have a reason for skipping work today, but I urgently need you here in the office."


    "Evening? It''s not--" I realized that the 7:30 on my clock wasn''t 7:30 am. It was PM


    "Sir? Sir Eth, we need you at the office right now, someone came here and it seems to be urgent." Her usual monotonous voice contained a slight discomfort.


    "Got it, I''ll be there."


    I hurried to change into something decent. I opted for a gray polo and black slacks. Walking to my garage, I started my car using my key.


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    I drove a Maserati, zooming as fast as I could to my office.


    A tall building soon stood out from the rest of the infrastructure around the city. It was surrounded by a wide park where I could see some of my employees on a walk.


    It was still quite bright, a golden-hour sunset.


    I was greeted as soon as I stepped out of my car. Simply waving to some of them, I rushed, not pausing in my steps. If that secretary has even a little bit of discomfort in her voice, I''m sure she has something very important to discuss.


    Ding!


    The elevator opened, and I saw a girl immediately rush out. I couldn''t make out of her face, but she seemed familiar. I also didn''t pry since I''m in a rush.


    It did not take long for me to arrive at my office, and I spotted my secretary on the couch. There were two teas on the table, both still hot and untouched.


    "What was the emergency?" I asked, not bothering with formalities.


    My stoic secretary looked at me. She seemed visibly upset at me, "You''re late, she just left."


    "Who did?" I was puzzled.


    "A woman came here asking for you," To my surprise, she let out a sigh.


    Almost immediately, I felt tense, "It''s not one of my exes, is it?" Oh God, please no!


    She frowned at me, "No--"


    "Thank God!"


    "Will you please listen for a moment!?" She snapped...my secretary snapped.


    ''No freakin'' way!'' I was astonished at her outburst but decided to shut my mouth up and listen. It seemed very important.


    She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts.


    "The woman that came here was a server at a famous bar restaurant. The one you frequent to," She looked me in the eye, "The one where you brought your friends to."


    As she gazed at me, I couldn''t help but feel my heart drop to my stomach.


    "The one where she was molested by a group of guys you brought there."


    She dropped the bomb.