Christoph walked off the plane, dressed in a black suit, and his eyes were covered with black shades. His charm stunned the hostess, and even Carlos, the driver, was surprised to see his change.
The young man acting like a wannabe the last time he saw him now had the king's attitude. He was walking down the stairs indifferently as if the mortal world had lost value in his eyes. Carlos did not wake up from the daze till Christoph stood before him.
The young man adjusted his tie and said, "You should stay awake on duty, Mister Carlos."
His voice sounded the same, but its chill made Carlos shiver. He replied, "Yes, sir."
That said, the older man pulled open the door for Christoph, who sat down without much expression. Christoph crossed his leg over the other and leaned back in the soft seat. Carlos asked, "Sir, where to?"
The young man did not raise his head and casually replied, "Company office, please."
