I had a bad morning again! Every day my mother would call and nag about grandma's nightly visits. I'm almost out of patience with her. What can I do about that? As if I can enter in her dreams and tell grandma to stop pestering her.
Now, I have received a call that one of the companies that I'm trying to buy is backing out. And the investors are breathing down my neck about it. This day is getting worse and worse.
"Good morning Mr. Miller." My assistant greeted me once I step out of my car.
"Give me the brief for today. I don't want any f**k up jobs as I'm not in the mood." I threatened. Ever since that incident with the Florencia Perez family, my mood became unbearable.
"Well sir, since you came late." I glared at him.
"I mean since the meeting is too early, I moved your nine o'clo
