"You have two days to resolve this." A cold voice rang from the room; it was ruthless like an autumn wind giving A.K. the final ultimatum
'Why the pretense?' he snorted and closed the door.
Shortly after the doctor followed, he informed him, "His heart condition is fine. He is stable now. Just keep him away from stressful matters."
'Keep him away? More like I would wish the opposite' In front of the entire office; he left A.K. without dignity. It was just one mistake for the tower to tumble.
'Why doesn't this old man die for once and all and leave me in peace? Ninety! How many years more will he burden me?'
A. K shook his head, this time not hiding his disappointment before the doctor. It was a pity even the company's tarnished reputation was not a big enough shock. He would have been glad if that was the case. He was capable of handling the company and efficiently resolving the issue. At least he wouldn't need to beg in front of someone for help.
