CH032

Dante walked up to the counter in his house bar.

It seemed as if he were surviving these days by drinking himself to stupor always.

He had no knack to do anything because each time he picked up his design book wanting to create new designs, he always outrightly dropped it back.

There was no motivation. The determination he had used to become whom he is now, the determination he had used in making himself rich so as to be able to find his sister, to be able to give her a better life whenever he would.

But it seemed as if luck was not on his side and luck was never going to be on his side. He was growing tired, tired and weary of searching, tired of waiting. Tired of hoping.

He got jolted by his phone that began to ring. He picked it up and answered, it was his secretary.

"Oh my gracious goodness world best designer Dante Daniel, it's a miracle that you answered my call tonight. What's up? What made you change your mind and answer my call mr. Celebrity designer?" The voice f