36 Bronson

I’m hard.

So hard it hurts.

Never have I allowed someone else to get in front of my deal and take over, but when Nkki jumped up, shouting something arbitrary about some statue we happen to pass as we arrived here in Seattle, I knew she was up to something.

Genius. The woman was a genius. His heart strings were pulled towards her as she spoke about his late son, and as much as I am a hard ass by nature, I would never think of going after them in that way. I wasn’t exactly happy with the percentage of the first year, I would need to figure out how to keep this company alive, but every year after that? Yes, that was going to not only make me more successful, the company here would remain and so would the charity attached to it.

Something I could respect.

“Thank you, Miss Myers.” Roger boasts as he and his assistant whose name I have already forgotten, walk out the room.