65: The President’s son

Meeting the president’s son was really not as I expected. At least not the way I expected it to be.

BRIAN’ S POV

“Yes, Violeta. Send the emails to them and make sure to finish up the files.” I said as I walked into Holly Empire, barely responding to the greeting from a passerby. “Also, make sure that the files with Holly are done before tonight. We are lagging behind.” I told her.

“Okay, sir.” She responded. I disconnected the call, swiping my access card on the access control. I walked into the elevator, letting out a deep sigh as I clicked the ninth floor. Just as the elevator closed up, someone pushed their leg forward, stopping it from closing and I lifted a confused look up to see Bishop who tilted his head to the side.

He came to stand beside me, dipping one of his hands into his pocket. “Good morning,” He greeted.

“Morning to you too,” I replied, keeping my focus forward. We didn't talk to each other after that. Reaching the seventh floor, Bishop stepped out while I contin