Three days later at Mr. Dante's company 

Mr. Dante is sitting behind his desk and has all of his attention on the desktop as his hands get busy on the keyboard. He's smart, hardworking, and dedicated to his work for a sixty-five years old man. He has been in the business for years and turns out that it has always been his first priority. 

The door suddenly bursts open and Max barges into the office, looking angry with a deep frown on his face. 

"What is the problem this time, Max?" Mr. Dante asks sarcastically, not raising an eyebrow to check out who just barged into his office. Of course,...