The Magic Black Card

Confession

"Wait up!" he exclaimed, his tone filled with anticipation and a hint of urgency. He was eager to confirm his schedule, hoping for some reprieve amidst the demanding tasks he had on his plate.

"When did you say is my next schedule?" he asked, his voice betraying a mix of apprehension and determination. He wanted to ensure that there were no more surprises lurking in his calendar - no more tightly packed meetings, no more obligations that would encroach upon his precious time.

"Did I still have any meetings today?" he inquired, his words laced with a sense of disbelief and a touch of hope. He yearned for a moment to catch his breath, a break from the flurry of back-to-back commitments that had consumed his days.

"Well sir," she responded in a calm and professional tone, her words offering reassurance and clarity. "We are supposed to have lunch with the J & S Construction for making us one of their executives, but we received an email stating that it was rescheduled to tomorrow." Her ex