The next day inside of the meeting room of the Trudominion Private Limited James Thomson was discussing some matters with the members of the advertising department. Peter Carter was also present over there. His phone rang with a melodious tone. He stopped talking and looked at his mobile annoyingly. The call was from his grandfather. He rejected the call and busied himself with the others present over there. But his phone rang again. He excused himself and left the room to receive the call.
"Hello."He replied.
"Hey, punk! How dare you? How can you reject my call?"He heard his grandpa's angry voice from the other side. James Thomson sighed to hear his grandfather's voice.
"Grandpa, I am in a meeting right now."He replied.
"I don't care. I have to talk to you. Come to Rose Villa. I am in front of the house." Mr. Gerrald Thomson said in a cold tone.
