In the banquet hall

"Everything is set, sir. The guest will soon start arriving." Said a man dressed fine black tuxedo, his hair properly styled and deemed fit for the occasion to come. The man he had spoken to, seated behind a work desk with an open laptop in front of him, offered him a small nod and casually waved his hand, gesturing for him to leave.

"Take care of it."

"Yes, sir."

The man in the tuxedos bowed and turned away, closing the door shut as he exited.

Running his hand through his black hair, careful enough not to make a mess of what the hairstylist had done, Aiden heaved a sigh.

The preparation for the project completion party went more smoothly than he had expected and had arrived as fast as the days of the week had run by and the due date was today.