Tyson got out of his car and went straight to his office, using the private elevator he had installed in the parking space which led straight to his office.
He stepped out of the elevator and into his office and looked around. He wondered how his grandmother was able to set all that up so quickly just so he could have a fresh start. He knew his grandmother had her own wealth and from the looks of things, didn't need any assistance from her son, still.... How wealthy was she exactly? He still had a lot of questions that needed answers and clarification but he was going to leave that for another day, at that moment, he needed to set his problems aside and focus on the stack of documents on his table. They seemed never to end.
He sighed and walked over his chair, plopping down on it with a groan.
"I need a personal assistant." He murmured to himself as he massaged his temples.
"Don't you already have one?" Zane asked in his head.