Dean’s POVI happily whistled, a large bath towel wrapped around my waist, walking into my closet to decide what to wear. My cell phone rings, and it’s my friend and partner, Franklin, who thinks he’s my conscience, trying to help me see wrong from right. But I always came back with a good defense for my actions. “I’m the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar technology company, Franklin. Is it so wrong for me to want to expand or get on the ground floor of the new and upcoming technology AI?”“No, it’s how you are going about it that I’m questioning.”“You have your ways, Franklin, and I have my methods to achieve success.” “But your methods, I fear, are going to backfire on you one day.”“Tell me, how is it my fault that I fell for her bright smile, those almond-shaped eyes, and the face of an angel, with thick, bouncy hair and a curvy body. Whose fault is that, Franklin? Didn’t you hire her? I’m not blaming you for putting that temptation in front of me, even though you knew I made it a
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