I don’t care about any shit

Eric's phone started to buzz, and he searched through his pocket to bring out his phone to see who was calling. “Damien.” He muttered as he picked up the call and placed the phone over his ear to talk.

“Good morning.” He said in a low tone, and Eric guessed that he was in a place where he was not permitted to talk loud.

“What's going on? Why are you whispering?” Eric asked as he sat up on the bed, heaving a heavy sigh.

“Where are you, you master?” He asked in a sharp tone, and Eric made a puzzled face, heaving a sigh as he asked himself why Damien was trying to ask him where he was.

“I am at home. Where else would I be?” He asked in a low tone.

“You have to be here. We are closing a mega deal today, and you need to be here. You have to be here. I called Master Chadwick, but he said that you are in the right position to close the deal.” He said and Eric's heart skipped a beat immediately. He looked at the time and saw that it was 10 AM already.

“I don't think I can make it. Call him a
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