Chapter sixty eight

Adrian put back his phone into his pocket, and focused on Mr. Nichole. He wasn’t comfortable since the moment he got that text, so he wanted to put an end to the unnecessary conversation.

“Uhm. Mr. Nichole. I’ll like to take my leave, as something urgent came up.” Adrian said to him, and Mr. Nichole found no offense in that.

They could still talk if they had any untouched conversation or something. As he stepped out of his office and got to his car, he put a call through to Lucas, and Lucas answered the call immediately.

“Hey, bro!”

“You just texted me, saying something is up.”

“Oh, yeah. That was a mistake. It was a draft which I sent mistakenly.”

“A draft?”

“Yes. The one I should have sent, during the time you just acquired the building.”

Adrian let out an exhausted sigh, and rolled his eyes. Although, he was glad that nothing was up, but then, the manner in which he had to quickly leave, had gotten him worked up. He couldn’t go back to Mr. Nichole, so he just decided to go back to