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Twelve yearster…
[GLOBAL PRIME LOGISTICS HEADQUARTERS<b>] </b>
Everyone stopped and nced at the group of high executives entering the building. They slightly lowered their heads upon catching the dashing man in the middle of the group.
“Sir, CEO Miller sent another request <b>for </b>a meeting…” a man in his early thirties reported to his boss, his steps matching his boss‘ pace despite keeping his eyes on the notes in <b>his </b>hand. “Then, there’s a board meeting about the merging of…”
The CEO of the biggest logisticpany, As Be, 29, nced at his assistant. “Move that meeting to tomorrow
“Yes, sir,” the assistant didn’t ask as he quickly jotted down the note. “About your third brother, ter. He left a message in your office.”
As stopped in front of the private lift only for executives to use. “I’ll get it,” he said while waiting for the lift to open. “Anything else?”
“Uh…” the assistant cleared his throat. “Your Second Brother also left a message this morning.”
This time<b>, </b>As looked at him. “Is he dead?”
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“Sir, Ha ha. No, he isn’t.” the assistant sighed, still not used to his boss’s rtionship with his siblings. As never talked about his personal rtionship with anyone even to the closest person <b>who </b>worked for him. “Your Second Brother said he wille home.”
“I see. As slowly peeled his eyes from his assistant and stepped into the elevator when it opened.
The people behind him stood outside and lowered their heads. They didn’t dare share the clevator with him. Hence, they all automatically waited for the next one.
The only person who came with As was his assistant. Standing behind his boss, the assistant cleared his throat again.
“What else?” asked As while staring at the numbers over the door.
“Sir… uhm, someone also left a message in the office, the assistant said.
As waited for him to say it, but the assistant didn’t speak for a moment. Thus, he turned his head and looked at him.
“What is it, Allen?” he asked, “What’s with the long pause?”
Allen, his assistant, tipped his eyesses and looked at As with conflict. “Sir, do you have a child?”
“Huh<b>?</b>”
“I mean, did you have an affair and had a child out of wedlock?”
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The <b>corner </b>of Aele line curved <b>down </b>“Allen what nonsense are well un to this time? Did ter
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tell you something again?”
“No, no! I mean, thest message is from a woman.”
“Who?”
“She said that she’s the mother of your children and that she’sing home to get financial aid.”
“Sue her,” As said inly, setting his eyes on the door. “And watch out for any article about this. This is probably another shakedown.”
“I’m already on it, sir.”
DING!
Shortly, the elevator reached the top floor of the building where the CEO’s department was located. On their way to As’s office, his steps suddenly slowed down.
Allen furrowed his brows and looked at his boss incredulously. “Sir? What is it?”
“Allen, that woman… did she say what her name was?” As slowly cast his assistant a stern
look.
“Uhm. I think she said her name is… Allen scratched his temple and said, “Funny? <b>Ah</b>, no. It’s
Funky… or Freaky”
“Penny?”
“Yes! Penny!”
As looked at his assistant as if he was having second thoughts about Allen’s capabilities. “How can you not recall the name? Have you been cking?”
“Sir, of course not! It’s just that her reception is so bad that I had a hard <b>time </b>deciphering her message, Allen exined before he furrowed his brows. “Sir, do you know her?”
<i>Did </i>As really have a one–night stand <i>and </i>have a <i>child </i>out of wedlock?
“When did she say she’sing?” As asked, not keen on quelling Allen’s curiosity.
“Uhm. Ahem. I think she said three days.”
“And Hugo?”
“He called this morning and said he’s already boarding. So, he’ll probably <b>arrive </b>tomorrow
morning.”
“I see.
Having said that, As resumed his steps to his office.
“Sir!” Allen quickly followed, looking at As with horror as thetter’s lips curled up subtly. “Are we still suing her?”
“No.”
“But-”
As stopped in front of his office and turned to Allen. “Forget what I said. Also, move all my
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schedules for the next two days, then cancel all my schedules on the date Penny ising. I’m taking a day off on that day”
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After saying his piece, As went in and closed the door behind him. His face brightened up shallow chuckle escaped him before he walked over to his desk.
“She didn’t even mention she wasing earlier, he muttered as he sat down behind the desk. “I hope she’sing home for good.”
In the past five years, his contact with Penny had been scarce. It was understandable since at that time, As took over his father’s position. He had been busy as the new head of thepany and the Roswald and Be Family.
Although he would call Penny every once in a while, they were always short. It was unlike when they were still young, where they would spend hours on the phone with her. Not that they had a problem with each other. It was just that all of them had been busy, and adulting was not as easy as how they imagined when they were children.
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But at the end of the day, what was important was that his siblings seemed to being! And in a few days, they would beplete for a meal again.
As’s smile brightened, scaring Allen when thetter came into the office.
Allen flinched when he saw his boss smiling. “Si – Sir?”
As snapped his eyes up and tilted his head. “What is it?”
“Your third brother’s message,” he said. “And his live interview is also being broadcast.”
“I see. As reached out for the remote, turning on the television in his office. He moved his chair a little to face the television.
The moment he did, the first person they saw was the stunning ter Be. Even though Allen had seen ter in person, he couldn’t help but be in awe.
<i>‘</i><i>He’s </i>already <i>good</i><i>–</i><i>looking </i>on the television<i>, </i>but <i>he’s </i>much more beautiful <i>in </i><i>person</i>,‘ Allen thought, sneaking up a look at his boss. I can’t <i>believe </i>ter is actually <i>his </i>little brother‘
Unaware of Allen’s thoughts, As watched e interview solemnly before he said, “The request Theo Miller sent… tell him I’ll look into it in two years.
“Sir?”
“Or maybe ten years,” As snapped his eyes at Allen. This time, they looked sharp. “As long as Keith Miller is part of their family, I want nothing to do with them. Throw away the proposal.”
“But sir, the proposal is
“It’s personal,” As stopped him with two words. “Throw it away.
It waste when As found out about ter’s bullying. He found out about it when ter released his 2nd album and a track about bullying. ter, after all, became a voice and an ambassador for anti–bullying.
However, even though it happened a long time ago and ter moved on from it, As would
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