At Bennetti Mansion:
Atmosphere was gloomy.
Zain Bennetti stood in the balcony of his room staring at the darkness outside.
He had a cigarette in one hand and the other hand holding a glass of scotch.
He took a deep puff and released the smoke in the air.
Everything was settled.
They got back access to their files and data.
PR team already took care of media and from tomorrow everything will be back to normal.
But this is not what he wanted.
No-one had ever made him compromise in the past. When had he ever gave in on someone's demand. He had always achieved what he wanted.
Paying ransom was not a big deal.
Indeed not.
But it has hurt his ego as a formidable CEO.
This was a face slap for him.
He must make sure a similar situation doesn't occur in the future and damn he will do everything in his power to achieve it.
He is Zain, the mighty Bennetti. Bennetti's don't loose or bend. That's how his grandfather raised him.
