Upon entering Daniel's office, Mickey, who was still unaware of the sudden temperature change, felt a few degrees below zero Celsius, casually dropping his body on the sofa as if he was in his own home.
That guy had a serious look on his face, held his cellphone with both of his hands, sending the required email to Velina.
Since Mickey came back into his office, not even once Daniel took his eyes off of him.
He was curious about Mickey's conduct, who immersed to himself at that moment.
After he tapped on the phone screen for a few moments, Mickey finally smiled with relief and returned the phone into his custom-made leather waist bag made by a famous Italian designer.
"Who called you earlier?" Daniel asked in a flat tone.
He usually never put his nose on his friends' personal affairs. However, this time, his curiosity drastically increased somehow.
Mickey turned to look at Daniel. He seemed to be in deep thought.
