Slipping off his professional mask, he began to walk, his brother at his side.

"Good morning, Johari," he greeted, his voice stern and indifferent. "Any news?"

"Good morning, sir," she replied, and then he noticed the tired, dull, and sad expression on his assistant's face, which sent a pang through his chest. "I've scheduled the meeting for three in the afternoon. The executives have already been informed. I organized your agenda and adjusted the times and days for your upcoming meetings and b