The painting

Nobody liked being woken up from their sweet slumber and Cameron was no exception. Letting out a groan, he reached for his phone, tapping the power button to silent the song that was blaring out of the speaker.

More than anything, he wanted to put the phone back on the bed rest and allow it to ring till the call ended. But as a businessman, he was obliged to answer any and every call. It didn't matter what state he was in, every call was important.

Grudgingly, Cameron brought the phone close to his face and clicked on answer. His secretary's voice floated out of the speaker as soon as the phone got to his ear. “Good morning, Mr Axford.” she spoke politely and in a clear voice.

Cameron propped himself up on the bed and responded gruffly, “Is there a problem?” he didn't ignore the greeting, he just wasn't in the mood to exchange unnecessary pleasantries. He was more concerned with the information she had to share with him.

The secretary instantly got the memo. “I wanted to let you know