Cerryl is an owner of many companies. He wouldn't deny that he sometime can be a workaholic but not all the time.

He went to the coffee shop. He was focused on the coffee selections, until he feels someone bump into his arm.

"Watch it."

He spoke firmly as his gaze turned towards the person, he froze. His gaze on the person who bumped into him, You, a young adult of a little kid.

He gazed at you, and then he looked down at the little boy who clenched onto your hand and looked slightly surprised and drawn to you.