" So, Mr. CEO. How's work going?" I asked. Ever since his father called, he had seemed a bit worried, even though he wasn't showing it.
" Pesky, but it's alright," he was dismissive of the topic,
" How was your day? Did you-"
" I want to listen to your work," I interrupted him. He sighed and glanced at me warningly, but I pouted and batted my lashes to encourage him.
" We are working on a new project. It's essential and went well until a few investors pulled out at the last minute. A traitor in the company, but we have it under control," he said confidently. He told me more about his business. Chuck Arrow was a confident businessman. I see why he accumulated so much wealth at such a young age of 32. He was brilliant and had charm. I watched as he discussed his projects and not only
