Eighty-eight

1987 Words

Fred's POV Laughter filled the air, glasses of wine raised up in celebration as the music hit the four corners of the wall. Everyone in the company had been gathered together in the hall for this huge celebration over the downfall of our rival and huge competitor. Did it my way, and it all worked out perfectly. Raphael is out of the picture, and the feeling was just surreal. I watch the video of the conference meeting he just had with his heads of staff, confirming a closure just as I had requested. My heart kept fluttering, and I felt like I was floating on top of the world. “Sir, how did you do this? You are a real genius!” Micheal praised as we both clinked our glass cups together, gulping the whole alcohol down our systems. “I have always been a genius. Nobody can bring us down!”

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