Jonas’s [POV]
Ten Years Later: Manhattan, New York Pushing the blueprint away, I scrubbed my hands down my face.
My mind was racing a million miles a second and I couldn’t focus on what could potentially be the newest property for the Courtland Hospitality Group, or CHG as it was known internationally.
When my paternal grandfather, William Courtland, died, I inherited the multibillion-dollar company and all of the problems it had.
My grandfather, even at the ripe age of seventy-four, gambled heavily and the company was nearly in shambles at the time of his death.
It’d taken me the last seven years to get it back into the black. The time and effort had taken more than just a financial toll on me.
My personal life was shot to hell and as I looked at my desk, I cou
