Chapter 137
Ace
I stepped off the jet, the cool night air brushing against my skin, but my mind was elsewhere—sharp, focused, and irritated. My phone was pressed tightly against my ear as I dealt with another logistical mess.
"The numbers don’t add up," I said, my tone clipped, pacing down the tarmac as my assistants trailed behind me with my luggage. "If the Tokyo expansion is supposed to generate a twenty percent return, why are we down by five? Get the financial projections right before the board presentation."
The person on the other end fumbled for an excuse, but I wasn’t in the mood. "Fix it. I don’t want to hear excuses—just results." Without waiting for a response, I hung up, feeling the familiar pulse of frustration running through my veins. It’s always the same—people not liv
