THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTER 23. SURPRISING INFORMATION

His body was soaked with sweat. Verrel blinked his eyes to regain his consciousness from the shackled sleep.  The dream came again, the nights are now always filled with dreams about a girl. His heavy breathing is wafting, this is so bad. Not wanting to linger wasting time Verrel got up and headed for the bathroom.  The man stood under the warm shower that soaked his body.  Apply soap to clean the remnants of sweat.

Both of his hands were wide-spanned against the bathroom wall. Letting warm water wet his body clean the soap foam all over his body. Close your eyes while breathing deeply. I was completely screwed, even to my subconscious the shadow was chasing me, he murmured.

Enjoying every drop of water that washed away all the foam on his body, he looked up.  Dousing jet black hair from foam shampoo with masculine fragrance. Finished cleaning himself, he pulled a towel and wrapped it around his waist.  Moving the head to reduce the water remaining in the hair. Then comb the hair with his finger.

As usual, in front of the bathroom door stood a servant who was always ready to help him.  But Verrel's mood this morning was so bad that he snapped and kicked the waiter out of his room.

A black suit with matching material pants combined with a white shirt and a slanted striped tie became his choice today.  To perfect his appearance, he opened a glass door where a collection of expensive clocks were neatly arranged.  Making sure once again in front of the mirror, he observed that there was no blame there. He always looks good and impressive.

This morning somehow Verrel looks like a dangerous man.  Even if he is noticed longer in close range, the man's face does not deserve to be called cruel or terrible.

“Master. Your breakfast is ready.”

The voice of the personal servant behind the locker room door shifted the sharp gaze of the verrel from the mirror.

“Hmmm.”

On the dining table have arranged breakfast dishes from several menu choices. Yuna, the butler who was in control of all affairs for the master and all those in the house, signaled to the other servants to immediately resign as verrel sat in his chair.

“What is this food you gave me, Yuna?” verrel didn't like it.

The butler approached, “A-does anyone make you displeased? This is the menu that I have given you before.” he replied while bowing his face.

“Keep everything. I don't taste milhat food it.” Verrel moved without touching the food.

“Good, sir.” Yuna called out to some other servants after verrel left the dining table just like that.  The woman's forehead frowned in wonder at the verrel's attitude which she thought was getting weird. Her mood was fickle but when she was beside the girl her face looked calm, Yuna realized all the changes that had happened to the great master.

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Today, instead of using the services of a driver because the frans are not in place, verrel chose to sit behind the wheel of one of the sports cars of his collection.  He enjoyed the city atmosphere that seemed empty of traffic.  The trip to the office is enough to make the adrenaline rush. He was increasing the speed until it did not take long to enter his office building.

“Good morning, big sir.” both security officers in the car park each bowed and greeted the master.

“Hmmm.” the answer is short and closes back the windshield of the car.  Stopping at the basement parking lot, Verrel got straight out of the car, got into the elevator that took him to the main director's room.

There was David and Hendra who had been standing near the door to greet the great master, after getting information from the security department that the Great Lord had arrived at the office.

“Good morning, big master,” said David and hendra together.

“Enter my room and bring the results of your review yesterday.” said without the slightest look away.

“Good, sir,” answer them.

There was something different this morning, his face looked different despite the anger from the look in his eyes but his countenance was calm, not as usual when he was angry. Not directly sitting in a seat of greatness as usual, verrel stood watching the morning view of the stretched glass wall.

This was also not one of the cruel attitudes of the ruler.  In the man's mind there is only work and fun when he wants it. But this morning, he was standing looking out but his eyes seemed to be wandering.

The two men who were her secretaries had just entered the room were astonished, but they did not dare to ask.  Through the gaze of his eyes, David asked Hendra who was answered with a gesture only.

“Tuan.”

David's call jolted verrel from his daydream.  AH, this is really out of the habit of this man who is actively working. He doesn't like to do useless things. But he did it a while ago. He daydreamed, the shadow was always playing in front of him.

“Explain to me the extent of the company's latest output process, what went well and how you prepared to launch this time.”

Hendra gestured for David to take over and gave a detailed explanation.  David calmly began to explain about the results of the monitoring he did with the in charge of the event next week.  He also added the steps that need to be anticipated following with the parties who will be involved in this event.

David also added some advice to the great master to provide more security.  Given the product this time only in the sole design and will not be reproduced, according to market demand.

Verrel listened carefully and meticulously. Although something started to bother his mind to focus on listening. “Make sure the show runs smoothly!” verrel orders once the secretary has finished delivering his report.

“Good, sir. We will work hard again.” replied David.

Verrel flicked his hand to get them out of his room. Shortly after, a knock on the door sounded.  This time it was the assistant.

“Log.”

Frans pushed the door as soon as he heard the director's voice. Approaching for sure, bringing the information that his boss was waiting for.

“How?” ask verrel without further ado.

“All the information I have got in detail without missing a single one,” replied the man in black suit while removing an ipad from the bag and putting the object on the table of the great master.

Verrel accepted the ipad and started reading all the information he was waiting for.  The look on his face was fickle with sharp narrowed eyes.  He was very careful to read every line of written sentences.  Including when looking at where the girl came from. Who is the man or woman close to him.

While reading an information about a man who was close to the girl and the relationship between the two, both of his hands clenched and hit the table.

After reading the information, Verrel put the object on the table and cast a sharp glare at his assistant.  “You know what you have to do?”

The assistant who already knew what Verrel wanted nodded, “Already, Mr.’

"But Surya and Diah were traveling abroad. Looks like he won't be back in a long time, considering the money you gave him yesterday is very much."  Verrel grinned.

“It looks like he knows how to have fun.”

“She loves to gamble, Tuan” Frans added.  “In addition, he also likes to go in and out of nightclubs.”

Verrel listened carefully.

“I have also warned Mami Tika who offers young miss to the striped nose man on the orders of Surya.”

The call he heard was spoken by the assistant, making the verrel's eyes narrow.

“Young number?”

Frans was silent, but immediately controlled himself. “Sorry my master...”.

“Good call,”Verrel interrupted.  The corner of his lips lifted hearing the nickname felt right in his ear.

Frans was silent, speechless, making no movement. Waiting for the great master who looked different than usual.  “For Surya and his wife's problems. You don't have to worry.  I'll be acting soon.”

“You understand too much what I want, Frans.  And I'm so flattered.”

"Thank you, Mister. I should have acted quickly as you wanted."  Verrel's facial wrinkle softened for a while. The command he gave next, made the assistant startled.