Justine-On the afternoon of Friday, the 23rd
The view from my office is stunning, overlooking the steel of downtown. I’m in my favorite glass castle, Orion Industries, towering over the busy city below. The afternoon traffic makes me wish I was on my way to lunch. I’m starving, tapping my nails on the desk, preparing for the next stressful meeting.
My computer buzzing with an alert only adds to my aggravation. I roll my eyes and open the email notification. It’s a quarterly statement of my international investments and profits. The firm is up another seven hundred and fifty million, increasing my net worth into the billions.
I reinvented myself a few years ago and started taking chances on investments and having them pay off. Now my portfolio and firm are in high demand. The only thing
