Chapter 23: Her wrath
On the thirtieth floor of the world’s most renowned enterprise - Wyatt Enterprises Holdings Inc., was seated an expressionless face typing fastly on his keyboard with some review needed files waiting.
In front of his brown shining office wooden desk are two executive black leather chairs. At one end of the big wide office was a luxurious ash sofa with a small well manly but stylish glass table in front of it.
And looking at the left side of the all-glass office, was a closed door that had his room behind it - just in case he stays overnight just like he has done in the past few days.
A few centimeters away from his seat was an all-glass closure that showed the stunning city view below the company.
Nicklaus tapped on his laptop staring into it intensely. His tie and suit jacket was long gone and he was left with the inner suit and his white shirt.
Two buttons were undone from his shirt a few strands of his hair fell over his forehead adding a more breathtaking view to his look.
The sound of his keyboard keys rang throughout the office room before he stretched his hand to the mug of coffee that sat on the table, a file away. He paused for a while on his keyboard before taking a sip of his coffee.
He positioned the coffee back on the spot on the desk before leaning his back on his seat. He exhaled deeply before slipping his hand through his hair.
He leaned forward and looked into his laptop again and after a short examination, he straightened up on his seat and typed his thoughts down, and just at that moment, his office’s white door was pulled open.