You're his secretary, you've been working for him for two years, you knew everything in this company, he's Ares Anderson, he's your boss, he never talked much, and on his desk there was a picture of him with a little boy, probably his son, every day some woman came to his office, supposedly his wife, but they were always arguing in his office, you could always hear it through the walls.

You entered the office with a few documents, he looked at you. "If my wife comes today, don't let her in," he said while massaging his temples, he never wore a wedding ring on his finger.