17 YEARS LATER
ANTHONY'S POV
"Yes, Mr Whitaker I will see you next week for the finalisation of the project," I told the man as we shook hands and stood up from the seating area of my office.
"Thank you, Mr Acland and I hope this partnership between our two companies is a success," he replied.
"Likewise." I walked him to the door of the office and then returned to my desk.
A large pile of paperwork was on the desk waiting for me to attend to. My workload was always crazy. I would handle that later, like on Monday." It was a Saturday after all.
My phone rang and I pulled it out. 'Mum.' was written on the label.
"How are you darling, I hope you're not busy right now?" my mother said.
"No, I just finished a meeting," I explained.
"Is the workload isn't too much for you. you can call me if you need any help," she offered.
