The Rise of James Winslow

CHAPTER TWENTY

The President's office was on the top floor of the building and it occupied the entire floor.

The President's office exuded opulence and power.

The office had a massive, imposing desk sat at the center, a proof of authority. Behind the desk, was an expensive leather chair.

In one corner, a private bar stood ready to cater to the president or any esteemed guests. A carefully organized bar cart displayed different premium spirits and crystal glassware.

The glass walls offered panoramic views of the sprawling city below that allowed natural light to cascade into the room.

James stood in front of the window looking at the City below as the warm sunlight brightened the room.

A few days ago he was a common beggar who had not even a dime to his name and now he was one of the most powerful men in the world, even up till now he was not used to having so much power and wealth.

A knock on the door interrupted James' thoughts as he turned away from the window to the entrance to see Anna standing