The CEO leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms as he let out a weary sigh. He rubbed his face with his hand, the stubble on his chin rough against his palm. "I'm tired," he muttered to himself, his voice filled with a mix of exhaustion and longing. "I need a vacation."
He began to work again, his gaze flicking over the countless reports and documents spread out before him. But as his eyes scanned the pages, they fell on the device the secretary had left on his desk. The screen displayed a report, and at the top was a face he hadn't seen in years—a face that sent a jolt of shock and disbelief coursing through him.
"Dafuq…"
The CEO's heart raced as he snatched up the device, his eyes devouring the report with an intensity that bordered on desperation. Before he had even finished reading, his hand shot out, slamming the emergency button hidden beneath his desk—a button reserved for extreme situations.
