Chapter Twenty-Six

If we all, just if everyone could think and find out the truth of a story before judging or taking a rash decision, life will be better.

- Grace Chanbee

[Author's POV]

Gilbert Sanders sat in one of his offices, putting two and two together, ensuring all the calculations were correct and monitoring the profit that came from the sales of textile that particular company centered on.

Being a business mogul, he had a chain of companies that dealt in diverse products. He was a very open businessman; he invested in anything which brought good money.

He didn't know why he continued chasing money and working so hard when he was already so wealthy, but he just did. One day, he'd be gone, the world needed to remember someone like him and it was only those who were rich that mostly got remembered.

Looking at the wall clock, he sighed at how time had flown by so quickly. He yawned tiredly and shut down the computer then looked around the office as if he were searching for something.