"Sir, I'm sorry I tried to stop him," the nervous secretary whispered when Mr. Ace pushed the door of the boardroom widely open interrupting a board meeting and making a grand entry.
"That's fine. You may go back to your desk," Mr. Matthew Fernando senior whispered to the secretary, who let out a relief sad sigh and walked out quietly.
Now all eyes were on Mr. Ace.
"I'm sorry I'm late. Well, I wasn't told there is going to be a shareholders' meeting today. Anyway, I'm here now you can continue with the meeting." He said, taking an empty seat near Mr. Fernando, the seat was actually for Matthew but he wasn't around. He wanted to help his father take care of the company but disappeared.
"What are you doing here?" Mr. Fernando questions, sitting in the chairman's seat and surprisedly gaping at him. He hasn't seen his friend for a very long time, and it seems he wants to have him destroyed.
