Chapter 19 The Game Begins

• Kraius massaged his forehead while reading some paperworks he was holding. His grip on it was tight which almost torned the papers apart. Unable to bear it, he threw it on the wooden table just in front of him.
• "Shit!" Kraius cursed loudly, almost rumbling in his closed office. His secretary immediately entered and looked at him scrutinizingly under her thick glasses.
• “Anything you want, Mr. Montreal? Kraius' secretary asked him with a raised eyebrow.