Christopher woke up with an unusual headache, he reluctantly dragged himself up from the bed, he did his morning rituals and prepared for work.
Chris found it hard to sleep last night as he kept on thinking about Naomi Browne, the mysterious lady who effortlessly stole his heart. The only thing that kept him sane was the fact that he assured himself that Ruben was going to get all her information for him today and he would be able to reach out to her. He didn’t mind taking time off work and travelling to wherever she was to see her.
Christopher got to his office and buried himself with work. He was interrupted halfway through when the intercom buzzed. He pressed the receive button to hear what the person on the other side had to say.
“Sir you have a visitor.” Jessie, Christopher’s secre
