Dilemma of a CEO

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ed his frock coat and tugged at his head warmer. Perhaps, to see if they were still in place. He was cold. Very cold. He had stayed in Cairo for the past two yea

ing winter, this sun shin

chauffeur, Louis to never open the car for him, not when he was bubbling with energy

d you sa

he turned to th

ather, Louis. It is nothing

o press the question or even make another comment

tian or one who has resided in Egypt for a very long time. He liked it. His friends, Abu and Vladimir had been the fun-loving tourists who constantly took him into the most rural parts of Egypt for endless tours and camps. He had spent a good two years of his life not doing business _for the first time in ten years_ and he had had fun. As the driver peeled through the busy streets and headed for his home, he found

he would wake up everyday with the man unde

the past twelve years and here, there has been so many changes I can not even ke

. Louis

r. A lot has c

ike anything he remembered. The house had been remodeled and it now wore a new an

that his father had retained the same domestic staff over the years. Most of them had become too integrated into his home that he could not have the mind to replace them and none of them, from what Reynolds saw, seemed to want to retire yet. Right fro

me color of apron that Reynolds remembered seeing every time as a child. Imelda had a habit of always being in her apron and no matter what was said to her, she would

meeting in South Carolina and had cursed and swore over not having anyone good enough to rep

aid to a father one har not seen in four years. The old man did not make i

on. You mongrel, why stay

enever he wanted to like he always said over the phone but he decided against it

branch in France had taken me three whole years to set up

he knew his father would not stop until he had m

ed why you had refused to visit home all these yea

e been busy sir and the most important thing

her smiled. The same smile he had only seen his smile a few

rsee the branch in China, there has been no one competent enough to

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rything that the bar shoved at her face. She had hated the job more when one of the men sitting on a barstool asked her if she would spend the night with him for a measly $50. She had been so angry that she had thrown him a threatening look before stomping off. The man

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with Helen while Tony had a room to himself. Helen was sitting at the dinning, scribbling away i

te early this morning whi

hout looking u

h those punks? Told him never to h

at he does not listen

oked up at Alicia. She tucked a few stray strand

mess up our mood. How was work? Was it re

d. Alici

and that is what I am grateful for. I'll take only the night shifts so I can d