Today's schedule is more hectic than usual as my fingers come up to massage my temples. I don't even think that I can analyze these papers anymore. If I am right, most of these files are about Mr. Yera. The issue between him and West has ranked the highest on the trending chart and now all that I am reviewing are reports about it; they seem endless and each word gets stuck in my brain.
The telephone which was connected to my secretary's phone rang. I immediately pressed the answer button. "Sir Klaus, someone wants to talk with you. They said it was personal so they could not tell me."
"Is it a person who is looking flashy or gothic? Is it Tazanna?"
"Her name is Coleen, sir, Polly West's manager."
