Chapter 97

Davide couldn't recall how he had fallen asleep but when he woke up, he was still in the clothes he wore yesterday. He must've been so tired that he couldn't change out of his clothes.

He groaned and looked at the digital clock that stood on his nightstand, it was fifteen minutes to seven in the morning. He didn't bother himself with rushing to get dressed.

He was the boss, he could come in to work at any time.

However, he was instantly reminded of the problem he was facing at work.

Davide lost his will to live.

With his face buried in the comforters of his bed, he groaned. He didn't know if he had cried last night but he was sure that his eyes were suddenly moist and the comforter was starting to get wet.

His life seemed to be a rollercoaster of misfortunes. He couldn't place his finger on one time in his life that he was truly happy and not rueful.

No, his life was quite pitiful.

He didn't want to go to work. The problems would be waiting for him. He didn't want to leave to do wha
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