EIGHTEEN

The meeting room was crowded with all the share holders as Gareth was standing beside the head chair briefing on something. Mr Cruz was sitting in the far corner with furry in his eyes. He was losing the deal. The deal was important for both of them as the company's future depend of that.

"Thank you Mr Gareth." The contractor shook hands with Gareth as the decision still wasn't made. They needed few more meetings to come to conclusion.

He didn't even glance at Mr Cruz who was giving the expression of killing someone at that time. His plan was far behind than Gareth’s plan.

Gareth entered his room as his smirk vanished and he threw his coat away while loosening his tie.