Unexpected Trillionaire.

Secret package.

The next day was Tuesday the sun was really doing a great job flooding Sandra's opulent office with its natural amber light.

Sandra Douglas was listening to 'Before you go' by Lewis Capaldi.

Sandra Douglas was engrossed in the music as if it were weaving an emotional tapestry around her.

Each note a thread stitching together memories, aspirations, and the present moment.

The haunting melody filled the room, creating an atmosphere that seemed to transcend time, transporting her to a realm where lyrics resonated with her experiences, evoking a cascade of emotions.

Just then a knock came on her door, but the headset she had on was really loud preventing her from hearing the knock on the door.

Despite the demands of her opulent office, the music provided a brief sanctuary, where her thoughts danced to the rhythm, momentarily detached from the hustle and bustle of her professional world.

"Mrs Sandra!" The voice of Lisa, her new personal assistant, was now vehement, causing Sandra Douglas