The Billionaire's Retribution

It can't be Marcus

Maxwell sat at his desk, his face a mask of frustration and rage. It's been four days and the new boss has refused to reply to his texts. He even requested for the project approval but it was declined for no reason. He was all alone today, Hannah didn't come with him today, for some reason he's now extra cautious about whatever he does, not to get in trouble.

Maxwell scrolled through the computer in his front, checking the informations from other companies owned by the Blackwoods, and their project offers were already accepted and even begun. So why's his different, why is it only in the H&M industry? Something isn't right, it's as though for a particular reason the new head boss is targeting on their company. In the middle of his thoughts the door was knocked.

"Who is it? I'm busy" he asked.

"Sir it's me Henry" Henry replied.

"Not now Henry, I'm not in the mood for work" Maxwell said with a frown.

‘Sure you're not. You're always not in the mood for work' Henry mocked within himself.