Harry ’s POV:
I had took a week off from all the work. I felt fresh and active when I came back. Well, all of the other short projects were running and Clarke was supervising them, efficiently. The habit I had of herbal tea wasn't very bad. It wasn’t addicting. Just one cup a day. Not that I wasn’t drinking coffee at all. But the amount of the cups was considerably reduced.
I was reading news on my Ipad, when I heard someone knock.
“Come in!” I said.“The door opened and I saw one of my assistants coming towards me.
“Sir, Mr. William is here to see you,” she said and somehow she looked pissed.
“William Tatte?” my face scrunched as I couldn’t remember scheduling any meeting with him.
She nodded in response.
“Okay! Let him in,” I said.
Within no time, the assistant went out. And I saw Willian Tatte appearing from the door.
He nodded silently and took the seat in front of me.