The Billionaire's Hidden Son

Hard task

"Or else what?" My Voice filled with anger, which escalated the room.

"Do you just yell at me?" I burst into laughter.

"Mr. Clinton, time has passed, this is a new me. Stop daydreaming, if you tried anything, you might be apologetic about it." I hanged up the phone and dropped the telephone on the table, reminiscing about my past I used to be a shadow of myself, taking him and his household first just due to the fact they had been wealthy, but it's all over now. I tried to consume it up, I wager I lost my appetite, but I couldn't see myself wasting a persons effort. She had taken her time to put together this and i can't waste it, and moreover, why shouldn't i eat? I cannot starve for those people; they are not really worth it. I digged into the meals and I by no means launched it. I completed the food within some minutes. I bet I was starving. After eating, I decided to put my time into getting to know matters about business. I know I am smart enough to control the company, however a