Chapter 9

Before entering his office Micah was wearing a mustard color long coat with a high neck shirt, his hair was swept back neatly, but right now his long coat was resting on the couch that was on the other side of the room, he had rolled up the sleeve of his shirt exposing his elbows. The perfectly tidy hair was no more in place as he had combed them with his fingers a few thousand times in a short period. HIs table was messy with pieces of paper scattered over them. The door of his safe was wide open, it had a red velvet box lying in the center of it.

Beside Micah’s feet, there was another box with dusty pink envelopes,

“This makes no sense!” Micah was irritated, he separately rechecked his calculations but the results were not what he wanted. Ryan knocked on his office door and brought in a cup of coffee. Seeing Micah in such a sorry state, Ryan gave out a long sigh.

“Master, What is bugging you? You already have your money.” Ryan said.