Let Me Go, Mr. CEO!

Calvin Smith was on the phone with a woman again.

His slender fingers held a cigarette as he stood in the hallway, smiling so tenderly. It was easy to tell that the girl on the other end delighted him.

"Mia, make some extra food tonight. I'm picking someone up."

"Who?"

"That's not something a child like you should ask."

"Are you serious this time? Don't let her down again."