Archy

Aden Shen leaned against his chair while massaging his temple. A loud sigh escaped his lips.

"Boss…"

He could hear his assistant's voice just outside of his office. "What?" he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. 'Relax,' he thought.

"Well… Miss Aya has been calling since this morning."

"And?" The mention of his sister's name made him frown.

"He called again now."

"And?"

"She said she wants to talk to you."

"Yeah… put her through." He opened his phone and received the call that his assistant forwarded.

"What the hell?"

"Is that how you greet your elder brother?" Aden adjusted his convertible chair. Working with a chair that he could turn into a bed anytime is divine.

"Come home." Aya's voice sounded like steel.

"No."

"Come home!"

"I'm busy."

"Hah… let me guess. You are lazily slouching right now!"

"You are right. You are very smart indeed."

"Stop it. It won't work this time."