Mafia Love Beats

Matthew, who had been busy with some files and files upon his return from Jensen's room, now seemed to be returning to the aftermath of the factory. He no longer looked so charming with his friendly smile and warm gaze that he had been giving to the people who passed by him. She had started to get busy again with thoughts and files that needed to be completed.

Whereas a few hours ago, he was busy with the figure of Clara who kept perched in his head. He was thinking about some possibilities that would happen in the next few months about him having to marry the mother of his own flesh and blood. Of course he didn't want to let his own child be born without a father by his side. That couldn't happen because not only was he the biological father of the fetus, he also loved Clara.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" A knock on the door sounded loudly across his desk. It broke his concentration a little. But it was no big deal, Matthew could always handle his own thoughts. He would never fall behind in the slightest. His concentration also wouldn't be broken just because of trivial things like what just happened.

"Come in!" Matthew exclaimed without the friendly smile from earlier. He had returned to the factory suit where the ammunition that would keep him smiling was completely depleted and needed to be refilled. Unfortunately there will never be anyone who can restore the mood and also the happy atmosphere in Matthew's heart other than Clara. The door creaked open, Matthew's figure was still focusing on staring at the files that had been piled up and waiting to be stroked, then signed. They were really annoying. Just because Matthew is the heir to the company, he must work diligently and diligently, no one can replace his figure perched on the throne of the Company's CEO.

"What's wrong?" Matthew asked first to the woman who had just entered as the door creaked open. He was not interested in raising his head and staring at the person who entered his room. At least if it wasn't Karen, who was the woman who was always telling him about you or about some other important things. Or more likely she was telling him about the next appointment he had to go to.

"I have a visitor for Mr. Matthew," said the woman who was indeed Karen the caller. She was happy to go into Matthew's room to tell him some important things about the guest and other schedules. And this time, Matthew was still not interested in donating his head. Even though he had heard what Karen had just said, he still did not turn his head and stare at the source of the voice. Matthew was back to his old self.

"Who?" Matthew raised his tone really drastically. Making anyone who heard it immediately move away because it was a sign of danger that would soon come out of Matthew's caustic mouth. It was really annoying. But Karen could do nothing but shut up and tell the truth.