Mondays are the worst. As a freaking billionaire, I wasn't supposed to be so stressed out. That's why I had lots of employees hired but it seemed like it was so much worse.

"I'm tired." I said out of the blue, getting up to pick up my suit jacket while I tucked my cellphone in my pocket.

"Heading home sir?"

"As a matter of fact, yes Drew, I'm going home."

"See you tomorrow." I said.

"Yes boss. Say me hi to the Mrs." He gave me a mock salute.

"You wish." I scoffed.

I got into the elevator, heading down to the private parking lot while I picked up my...