Christian's POV “Send the file back to Mr. Anderson. I don’t want mistakes this time. After that, report to my office we have an important deal we need to close,” I said through the phone before hanging up. The days moved quickly, and as Christmas approached, this became the only way I kept my mind off the pain throbbing in my chest. I massaged my temples and went straight to work. Shortly after, Anthony walked in. “Boss, here it is,” he said, placing the file on the desk. Immediately, I stood up and grabbed my coat. “Let’s go,” I said, striding ahead. Anthony’s voice echoed behind me. “Uhmm, boss, the MONACO’S EMPIRE. I think they would want a press conference to introduce the new business partner,” he murmured, making me halt. I didn’t want to get involved in the press. “Is there a way for me to cancel it?” I asked, turning to face him. He scratched the back of his neck. “I don’t think so. The boss is a public figure. He suggested that with public awareness, it would draw m
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