chapter forty four

Angry, Elvis threw his food at Kevin to retaliate. Elvis got the food to hit directly on Kevin's face and he sat down again.

We were grown-ups. There was no need for us to suddenly get in some kind of food fight but I was sure that Kevin's audacity would never be forgotten by Elvis, the hot-headed one among us.

We had some rest after eating before going to our working place.

As the ones in charge of everything and everybody, we didn't need to put much effort into work and most times we would only need to monitor or examine how things are going in our head company.

We arrived at the company, in our car. The gates were opened wide for us and we parked inside. The moment we stepped out of our car, the workers who were outside beginning to greet us. It was different when we got in either. People's attention was on us throughout.

Four ladies approached and followed us with note pads in their hands to note down everything each of us tell them to.

[Later, in the evening]

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