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Bryan massaged his temples as he sighed repeatedly. The coffee cup in front of him had been replaced three times by his assistant. And all three times, there were no leftovers. There was no way he could ask for a fourth cup. Besides the fact that it was already late, consuming too much coffee was not good for your health.

But what else could he do if coffee was one of the stress relievers he had been having lately.

“Mr. Bryan.” A knock on the door accompanied the assistant's voice.

Making Bryan leave his work for a moment. He was about to finish correcting the public relations department that handled staff and matters relating to the hotel's equipment. “Come in,” he said quietly. His tie had been off since lunch. His shirt buttons were also a little irregular but Bryan didn't care about his appearance today.

He had no appointments with anyone else. His meeting had been over since eleven o'clock this afternoon.

“Sir, Mr