Architect Mark had been in a terrible mood lately. His Mark Architectural Design Company, which he had painstakingly nurtured for five years, was sliding step by step into the abyss of bankruptcy.
Watching years of hard work about to vanish into thin air, he felt helpless and lamented his ill fortune. Why was it that just as he was about to spread his wings and soar, he had been struck by the tempest of a financial crisis?
"Good heavens, why must you play such a cruel joke on me?"
Chapter 115