19. Cakra Regret

In his almost twilight age, Cakra's charm and charisma did not fade. With hair starting to turn white and a strong jaw adorned with fine hairs of an impending beard, it only added to Cakra's enduring handsomeness. His athletic body was still clearly evident as he stood dressed in a black suit and matching tie, making him appear younger than his age.

"Here are the documents you requested yesterday, Sir." Marco bowed respectfully and placed the brown envelope that Cakra had asked for the previous night. Despite Cakra's cold demeanor, he held the envelope with a firm grip while maintaining his gaze on Marco. Marco kept his head down, not daring to speak. He knew his boss's mood was not good, especially considering the matter of the woman whom Cakra had removed from Brian's life five years ago.

"Alright, thank you, Marco. You may leave. And... make sure no one else knows about this, besides us," Cakra said firmly. Marco briefly raised his head before bowing and leaving Cakra's office.

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