Chapter One hundred-four

(One hour later)

Mr. Starling stepped out of his office, and his secretary rushed towards him, "Sir, I know you would want to rest badly, but.."

"But what? What is it Leslie?" He interrupted her.

"Mr. Charlie, and Mr. Wilde both called, they wanted to speak to you real bad," Leslie replied as they walked to his office.

"Did they tell you why they called?" He collected his tab from her as they walked into his office, she shook her head. "They refused to divulge any information to me. They were firm on speaking to you, and not me."

"I see, that means it must be pressing issues right?" He asked, and they nodded. She nodded her head as she muttered "Yes."

"It's alright, thank you so much Leslie, I will surely get back to them, you can leave now," he replied, and she bowed her head as she walked out of his office with a couple of files in her hands. Mr. Starling sat down on his chair, he took in a deep breath, and then exhaled.

He folded his hands on his chest, dude tried wrapping his head