Somewhere in City B.
An elderly Woman walked into a formidable building which was stated in bold letters; DW CORPORATION, with a bag in hand. The receptionist greeted her and escorted her to the elevators. Some worker could not help their curiosity and asked; "who is that old woman?"
"Shh. Show respect, that's the CEO's Grandmother!"
As if bitten by an ant. All of them scurried away to their duty post to get busy.
Derrick Weng, groaned as his Grandmother walked in. "Grandmother, why are you here?"
Madam Weng walked to a chair and made herself comfortable, before placing her hand bag on the desk. "Since, you don't want to come home. I decided to come look for you, in your office."
Derrick's expressionless face squeezed into what looked like a frown. "Gran.."
