"Next Game," Amelia announced.
A what? No way. I barely won the first one. If it wasn't for my great strategic skills, I would have been a sore loser. Now that Kevin lost the first match, he was going to come at me with everything he had for the second one. There was no way I could win him when he went all out. The fucker was too competitive.
I straightened. "No thanks. I have a few things to catch up on."
It was not a lie. I did have things to do. Most of my emails had backed up since I left them unanswered because of the Kevin mess. I had to go through them before my next meeting which was two days from now. I had to prepare for my pitch with Webster Corp. My best was only good enough with that meeting. It was imperial that those old bastards viewed me as the rightful owner of that co
