"Good morning. Good morning." Lesley tried to reply to the greetings as he entered the Valour Group. He got quite a number of unusual stares. He knew why. They hadn't seen him for a few days and probably might have wondered if he was still alive.

Dressed in his black tuxedo that matches perfectly with his black shoes. Hair and beards well trimmed. He exuded confidence with his steps yet he looked aloof and rigid.

As usual, ladies gawked at him but he was completely unmoved. His mind was already filled with a lot of office work that laid pending while he was away and the recent changes happening to...