*Third Person's POV*

It was three PM in New York City, Henry could be seen sitting alone in his office with a glass of alcohol in his hand, and right in front of him on his desk were some documents which contained the financial status of his company. For the past few months, his company haven't been doing well and he has been very aware of it. Like every other time, he had expected things to get better with time, but unfortunately this time around, things haven't been getting any better. Some of the shareholders, tired of complaining about the financial situation of the company has simply withdrawn their shares...