Chapter 69

Sixty Nine

Nathan

Another day, another series of meetings that required my attention, another round of people thinking they could outsmart me but ended up getting fired. Why would anyone in their right fucking senses, try to cavort millions of my money into their account and think I was going to let them go Scot-free.

And they say I'm the devil.

Hilarious.

"I'm sorry... Please spare me, I swear I will never repeat it," the man before me begged on his knees.

Oh, the old Nathan may have felt pity. He may have thought, "This man must have a family at home, I can understand why he'd try to steal, okay, I'll simply fire him."

Pfft. Well, old Nathan got shot in the alleyway with his brother. The new me wasn't going to allow a mere fly to slip past me. I watched the man placidly from my seat. He had worked with me for two years. To solid fucking years. And yet he allowed himself to become greedy and tried to fucking stab me in the back. There was no room for that in my company. Simply fi