As Marius and his family toured the town, within a private manor associated with the Centurion Coach Firm, Vawn sat around a desk with a sour look on his face, even more so when he stared at the thick stack of papers with red highlights over different text.
Two fine beautiful looking women stood at his sides as they fanned his face with a decorated fan, both having a lustful appearance as could be seen by their scanty attire.
Usually, Vawn would have been indulging himself in some spectacular activities for stress relief, but sadly, he was too angered at the documents placed before him.
'That blasted Brav and those darn pests, to think they even went as far as to infringe upon a few of the family's businesses, it looks like even my power within the firm has dropped significantly.'