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The study was dark, so I opened the blinds and took in the room. It was very... August. Brown. Black. More black. Not a single color brave enough to survive in here. There was a minibar. I wasn't surprised to find it stocked mostly with expensive whiskey. The bookshelf took up almost an entire wall. Business books. Finance books. Leadership books. Books about making money. Books about keeping money. Books about probably becoming even more unbearable than he already was. Not one novel. Not even a guilty pleasure romance. What a sad life.

The collapse was his own doing. I spent two weeks on the current Luxton Group project. Steven then handed me other projects, claiming it was to help me get familiar with the company since I had shares in it. The next month was a whirlwind. I was so busy, I hardly even had time to eat. Finally, after wrapping up all the projects, Steven generously took me out to dinner. After dinner, he insisted on taking me shopping. As we shopped, I noticed something odd. Everything Steven bought came in two of each.

Everyone there was from different businesses and companies and also there to have the opportunity to partner with another company. This was another way to make more money and create more branches. It was a big meeting from different states, but the Southern region was hosting the meeting. Every top businessman had his special security guard. "Wow! So these are my fellow billionaires. But I don't have any security guards. Do I need it? I don't think it is necessary. I feel safe. If anything should happen, I can just make a call and in the next two minutes whoever I call will arrive immediately"

"Then there won't be anything to use to make him back down." Xander smiled softly and brushed back a stray strand of hair that had fallen onto Jonas' forehead with a light motion. "Baby, for an academic like you, the world revolves mostly around books, seminars, and academic achievements. It's very different from the business world, where people have to fight for small profits, bribe here and there for tenders, and even more so, circumvent tax and bureaucratic matters. There's always room for error and internal chaos." "Ugh, you're making it sound awful, babe," Jonas said, shuddering. "But he could turn out to be an honest businessman, right?"

He gave me the manuscript on a Saturday in August, printed and bound in the plain way he did things, and said: read it before you tell me anything. I read it over two days. I had expected a book about business. The architecture of Cross Luxury Group, the acquisitions and the decisions and the strategic vision, the story of a man who had built something significant from the starting point of a father who had lost everything. That book was present in the manuscript. The business history was there, accurate and specific and told without the self-congratulation that business memoirs often fell into, which I had read enough of over the years to recognise as an occupational hazard of the form.

"Faster than most people. I usually finish a book in a day if I have time." He leaned back in his chair. "What do you read?" "Everything. History. Narrative nonfiction. Novels, if they're good." I paused. "Business writing, sometimes. If it's actually about ideas and not just someone padding a magazine article into a book." Something shifted in his expression. "Which business writers?" "Depends on what I'm reading about." I kept my voice even. "Industry-specific stuff is usually better in journal form than book form. Too much gets lost in the translation to general audience."

“How are you preparing for the re-opening?” Her face creased in frown and I chuckled, “it’s not easy to run a business" she sounded so exasperated that it was cute. “Tell me about it.” Running one restaurant was driving her crazy. I had tons of establishments across two major industries. Her eyes lit up in excitement, something that happened whenever she was emotional about what it was that she wanted to say. “Do you know how insane it is managing workers? Do you know how difficult it is dealing with humans?” Her hand was on her waist and her eyes were popping out in a glare.

It was natural for him to have a business mindset. Jeoff, even you’re still very young, you already know how to count? Using abacus as hobby? Nice. Your purpose in this life is to become a businessman. Whhhow! Let’s clap our hands for him! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL