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The driver stepped on the brake and was expecting his boss to come down.

But poor Lucian was carried away looking over through the window. He was getting light headed on how tall the building or tower, whatever you want to call it in front of them was.

A narrow long rectangular building with crystal glasses as it's walls and finishings.

What he couldn't take in as he noticed his heart racing back and forth was the giant bill board that had his full body shot picture hanging from up the tower to almost half of it. The picture had him grinning from ear to ear as he folded his hands under his chest in a bossy and professional kind of way, glancing proudly at the camera. Looking down by his waist side, there were words in block bold font letters that said, WELCOME TO LUCIAN'S ESTATES AND RESORTS.

What also left him dumb was how he couldn't place or remember where and when the actual picture was taken.

Lucian found out lately, he was never ready to deal with all of this.

Ichabod must be a psycho.

"Sir? Did you forget anything?"

The poor driver had no choice but to ask.

His boss lately had been acting weirdly, he couldn't place his hands on why.

Immediately, Lucian snapped out of his mind that was definitely in chaos since the moment he found himself in this crazy universe called Earth. He instantly started to miss home and wished his father would just withdraw him from whatever stupid mission he was on. Unfortunately for him, it was too late and Ichabod could be anything but a joker.

He took a deep breath, looking over at the rear view mirror, he adjusted his tie as his Adam's apple moved up and down in an anxious gulp.

Then he opened the car door and stepped down, still looking around the busy company, he got startled by his driver who called him back to get his already divided attention.

"Sir! You forgot your briefcase. I hope you're alright?"

The driver asked handing the brief case to his boss. Worry was written all over his face but Lucian had to play smart not to look so daft before his own employee.

"I'm fine. Just going through a little hangover from last night."

Lucian lied avoiding the drivers caring eyes. Lucian was a bad liar and he knew it, so he was careful not to look at his driver's piercing eyes. He might find out.

"Okay, have a good day sir. I would be picking you up again by five."

Lucian only nodded at him, taking in the information.

Then, the driver reversed the car and zoomed off into the city.

Lucian entered the Firm trying his possible best to act normal and ok, only problem is, he doesn't feel so.

He already knew from the bill board he saw outside that he is the face of the Firm and was supposed to be at his best conduct, worthy of emulation.

Passing the reception hall, he noticed the bossy treatment everyone he passed by gave him, some would give him a wide grin amidst formal greetings while most ladies would flush and giggle at the sight of him.

*Do I have something between my teeth? Or am I wearing anything wrongly?*

He thanked his stars all the workers at the Firm had an ID neatly clipped to their breast pockets with their names boldly and legibilly written, their area of assigned work and faces also on it.

He would have been so damned to address anyone without their names. It definitely would be suspicious and awry.

Then a middle aged man that was sweating profusely was seen hurrying towards him with a pile of files in his hands.

Approaching him, Lucian immediately looked at his ID.

It said,

Mr. Charles Winker.

Personal Assistant.

The ID was like a life saving jacket to Lucian who was so grateful about them.

Then the man gave a slight bow and started,

"Good morning Sir, Ichabod.

Thank Goodness you're on time.

Our visitors are already seated at the multi purpose hall with the executives and they are waiting for your arrival. I have with me all the presentation papers you asked me to get....."

*Jesus! who says that much in five seconds?

The way this man is rushing everything, he would definitely rush to his untimely grave.*

Lucian thought without halting. Glancing over his shoulder the man was still spewing gibberish and Lucian was already tired of hearing his strangely tiny voice. He rolled his eyes as he halted and took the papers from the man who had been on his butt all the while.

"Thanks Mr. Winker. Good job. Now please, find something useful to do with your time this morning."

Lucian said as he continued to the elevator, he already learnt that the multi purpose hall was at the last floor.

Mr. Winker was still following him as briskly as he could, raising his hand up trying to chip in another information with his strangely tiny legs too. He wasnso brief for a man, about 5 ft 3 inches.

Lucian found it absurd because from the universe he came from, the shortest man was about 5 ft 11. Yeah, the Dulmore's are literally, giants.

"Uhmm sir, one more thing..."

Lucian was already losing his shit as he pressed the elevator's button and entered immediately it opened, obviously running away from his newly found pest of a PA.

When the door of the elevator closed, he heaved a sigh of relief rubbing his hand on his brows. Too much drama in just one day, how much more would he be ready to condole?

The elevator had nineteen floor buttons and he pressed last as the elevator took off, heading to the multi purpose hall.

Reaching the multi purpose hall, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath yet again. Stepping into the hall, the quorum stood up at the sight of him.

Placing the files on the long oblong table and adjusting his tie, he looked around observing his so-called visitors and work associates.

When his eyes landed on two certain people. Lucian froze.