Christopher Anderson. One of my past mistakes, I never wanted to relive again. Christopher owned his own company and he was one of the few board members of Black industries and Devil's tech. Christopher started as an investor until he heard Mr. Black needed software, that's when he became a board member. Chris rode the elevator up with me. I had to deliver my days' work to my boss, who worked on the second floor from the top. I was an intern and studying to get my marketing and management degree. Chris, not much older than me, had his trust fund and brain.
Ben, of course, my leader or whatever had already asked me out which I decline because work and pleasure never went hand in hand. Chris was persistent and I, of course, said yes. It was fine and one date turned to a couple but Ben stole
