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Luxander stared outside his window as he puffed heavily on his piped pot. He was a man of different varieties who liked to change his cigar preferences the way he changed women. Every. F*cking. Day.

He heard the sound of his study room door turn and twist as footsteps approaching him. This must be good news. He thought.

He turned around to see Januel, his assistant as he flashed him a big smile. “Go ahead, tell me the good news. Did Gordons get Richie back on board?”

Worried lines creased Januel’s forehead. “He made it worse, sir”

Stunned by how the situation could have gotten any worse, Luxander probed further. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, it got worse to the point that BVD and LRC are looking at terminating their contract that had lasted for the past five years”.

Luxander let out a deep throaty laughter as he pressed his stomach wheezing for air . He must have been insane to have thought for a second that Gordons could fix this issue. He should have just offed the f*cker