Somewhere in the pacific, inside a private plane cruising at 38,000 feet altitude…
"Boss Draco, here are the documents on MSC Corporation sent by your uncle. I also included the previous and the new draft of the contract offered by our company. The other information you asked for is at the bottom."
Alex's words trailed off. He raised his gaze and noticed the boss was distracted. He had been staring for a while at his phone, his finger regularly moving to swipe the screen. His ever-stony face has a touch of tenderness seldom seen.
