Mr. workoholic Johnson.

Meanwhile,

Rubbing his eyes Alex realised something. He looked at his phone's blank screen still remembering her sweet voice. The boy smiled at her thought rubbing his face.

He looked outside the window and frowned. "Why are we going to my house?" Alex asked Peter.

"Because my friend you need a sleep." Peter said smiling at him.

"But I'm fine there are meetings which I have to attend." He said.

"I've rearranged your schedule Alex. Take some rest." Peter sighed.

"That wasn't need..." Cutting him off Peter said "That is must now take a good rest Mr. Workoholic Johnson."

Alex was really a light sleeper. After he took over the company. Alex was depressed but there was no time to sit and sob for the loss. So he had to work hard to reach the top and make his father's dream come true.

Peter and Eddy were often worried for Alex due to his less sleeping habit. They even appointed some psychologist and doctors but his condition didn't improve. Due to this Alex had high blood pressure at a very young age.

Peter thought about those days and smiled bitterly, his friend who always acted cool was actually alone in his life whose heart wanted to cry out loud for his father but couldn't.

Alex sighed and opened the car door entering his house. "I'll give you a call." He said waving at Peter. And entered his house.

Alex's house was not just a house it was a luxurious Villa with vast garden, a beautiful fish bond with numerous colorful fishes. The boy was fond of fishes since his childhood. There were guards on the white porch. His Villa had a unique Matt Black color with floor to ceiling glass windows.

There were maids welcoming him. Alex was as usual humming his tune. Walking towards his room. He crashed on the bed happily thinking about all the incidents. He had a smile plastered on his handsome face while dozing off to sleep.