The crimson-like-eyed man walked down the parking lot that was so messed up because of the traffic of the shopping mall beside. From side to side, there were bunches of cars that have made it hard to find his car.
A sigh fleeted from his lips as he derived his phone out of his jean's pocket and dialled the chauffeur's number, not even bothering the eyes that were surveying him all the time.
"Sir, I am at the right corner of the shopping mall. Should I drive to you?" The chauffeur spoke as soon as the call was answered, had the perception of his boss's impending query.
"No, I will find you." He put his phone back inside the pocket as he steered his stare and his pace to the way to the shopping mall, eyes finding the trace of the car. Just after a few steps, his legs took a halt hearing u
