Raze was seated inside his room, sweat trickling down his forehead as he had just finished a major batch of soaps and perfumes for sale.
He got up and used a towel to clean the sweat from his brows. "Phew, that was a lot," he said as he looked at all the stacked crates before him with a proud smile on his face.
Knock knock.
Suddenly, a knock came from the door.
"Who is that?"
"It's me, young master," Elaine said.
"Oh, Elaine." Raze immediately walked to the door and opened it. Outside was Elaine standing.
"Young master, your father wants to see you, he is in his office."
"Hmmm, alright," Raze replied and walked out. They headed to his father's office.
Knock knock.
Raze knocked and walked into the office. His father was seated behind the table with a mix of heavy and tired expressions. He looked up when Raze walked in.
"Oh, Raze, have a seat, please," he said, gesturing toward a chair. He scanned through some papers that were there.
