THE DEEPEST REGRETS OF ARROGANT CEOS
Work Report

The night wind accompanied a man who was staring at the city from the top of his building. He himself, silent in silence in the midst of the city crowd. A helicopter became his friend there. Awaiting the news of the certainty of someone he is waiting for. However, the news has not been obtained.

Sometimes he saw an expensive watch in his hand. He noticed the clock that showed what time it was. Without feeling the time has shown at nine o'clock at night. I don't know how long he's been there.

He is Jake, the son of Thompson, a coal businessman who is now independent by leading a leading giant company. He owns 50% of the company and has acquired the best credibility company in architecture. But baby, now he's quiet in silence.

Before long, a well-built man came to him. The man had black eyes with a proportional posture. Wearing a black suit with earphones connecting to his ears. It was like a secret communication tool that only he had. He also faced Jake who was silent staring at the city there.

"Sir." He obediently and politely greeted Jake.

Jake's turning. The work clothes he was wearing seemed irregular at night. His shirt buttons were two open in a black suit that was no longer bagged. Her hair was also starting to be long like there was no time to tidy up. He was so busy with big business that he did not have time to present himself.

"How are you, have you heard?" jake asked the man who came.

"Sir, Miss Lilia did go to Dubai with Mr. Alexander" said the man, to Jake's surprise.

"To Dubai?" Jake tried to calm down to hear this news.

"Yes, Sir. The airline confirms that passengers on their behalf are departing using its services today. Do we have to get him there soon?" ask the man.

Jake's turning. He clenched his hands. It looks again urban which is still crowded at night. His heart rumbled to hear this news. Apparently the news of not wearing should be received tonight.

Jake took a deep breath. He tried to calm down in front of his men. He took a cigarette box from behind his black suit. He turned on one cigarette and smoked it. He tried to calm his mind.

"Other news is about Mr. Biden" the man said later.

"What?" ask Jake briefly.

"Mr Biden met Ms. Lara at the Romance Hotel this afternoon" the man replied.

"Have you got the CCTV footage?" jake asked while smoking his cigarette.

"Already, Sir. They did nothing at the hotel, just chatting. The black box we got is also. You can check the footage yourself." The man seemed to satisfy Jake with his performance.

"good. I'll check it out later. Thank you." Thank you." Jake thanked the man.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me."

The man immediately retreated while bowing his body. He passes by and leaves Jake alone on top of the building. He finished reporting his work. While Jake still enjoys his cigarette butts burning.

Lilia, you're playing too far!

Before long Jake threw away the cigarette butts and stomped on them sadistically. He turned off his cigarette butts until they were no longer shaped. Bak vented the frustration in his heart. Jake's like a man running out of air in the cold of the night. It was as if the air was thinning and there were no more around it. He struggled to get that air back.

He firmly gripped the guardrail over his building. His heart was pounding like the roar of the waves in the ocean. His heart felt sore to hear the news of a woman who was waiting. He did not accept it, but he also could not be rash to make a decision as soon as possible. He knows who he will face and what the consequences will be. Jake has to think about it deeply.