The Billionaire's Tragedy

h of a man damped in sweat, struggling in his sleep. His f

over him as he awakened from the nightmare. The phone lit up the black room, showing an uncertain light on the

ing by 8 a.m.," a female voice info

that the time was 7:30 a.m. A wa

ting by 8 a.m.? What kind of secretary are you? If not for your

but he interrupted the phone call be

fter he emerged from the washroom with water dripping from his b

the stairs, maids lined up, ready to greet him, but he

ignored the polite greetings from his employees. As he cam

my call this morning." "I did not mean to..."

er. "We have more serious issues to discuss. "Let's get sta

eet with the chefs. His demeanor was uncommonly icy, indicating that he was not in the

d them coldly. He took his seat and focused his sight on the frig

tations, as we have no time for mistakes here. Your skills will be put to the test, and I ex

ing. The chefs sat up straighter in their chairs, their attention height

upcoming season. Their questions were to be kept to a minimum, and any remarks made must b

eye was drawn to a lady dressed untidily. H

bother coming here a

rrassment on her face. She slowly rose from her chai

trying to defend herself but was

ect to represent us in front of our clients if you can't even maintai

ould be ineffective, she turned and departed the meeting room, her f

ld accept nothing less than complete dedication a

ing employees. His words had struck a chord, causing the meeting to become tense. Each chef was

the agenda.There will be a competition among all of you tomorrow. Out of the ten chefs p

inn's remarks stayed in the air, a shar

r prospects of making the cut. Hours later the meeting adjourned

that they should be ready to begin at 8 a.m. sharp. There will be no exemptions or excuses, they must

clear that he had little patience for anything less than perfection, and

tern nod,she hurried off to carry out his instructions, fully aware that

breaking the silence. The screen indicated an un

ured, his tone d

lly killed them?" a mystery v

ed his grasp

but the caller hung up, leavin

on and unease washed over him as he tightly gripped his phone. Overwhelmed by the phone call, he dec

contin