After showering, Matthew Hayez changed into a blue shirt and black pants, ready to go out and meet with the PR Manager of his agency. He had received a call from him earlier on about a few potential artistes that he had wanted to sign them into the company.
When he picked his phone to leave, it started ringing and he answered as he took the car keys, walking out.
''What do you want?''
''Wow, chill bro. I called to tell you to check your mail. I just sent the pictures I took of your future wife and deleted the copy I had in my phone. Happy now?''
''Why should I be happy about something that already belongs to me? You are only returning them to me'' Matthew Hayez said and smirked as he got into his Cayenne Black.
''Whoa, I've never seen a haughtier man than you. are you driving?''
''En, I have a meeting with Ernest''
