บท 289: The girl Under Red Umbrella

Volume 2

It was one of those days in the New York City when everybody was carrying umbrellas and walking around rapidly heading to their respective jobs. This was the thing about New York city that no matter what the weather condition is, it does not hold. No matter what happened in the city, nobody waits for anybody.

There were at least hundreds of people on the Main Street of the city with large black or grey umbrellas rushing rapidly. This city was in fact a hometown for people who wanted to do something in their lives. The city gave a job to every person no matter what the field was.

A man dressed in a black charcoal suit was sitting on his plush leather chair and was constantly looking out of the window. He had an extreme poker face as he constantly looked at people running in random directions.