Finalization

Watching the news, I couldn't help but smile at my achievements. Months of mental fatigue from dealing with event pricing, locations, and logistics had been rough, but now, with this success, I could finally start my company—using the fame I had built.

"What are you thinking about?" Leah's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, one eyebrow raised as she studied me.

"I'm thinking of starting a company—specifically, a record label," I told her, meeting her gaze, the corners of my mouth curling into a smile.

"Do you even know how to run a company?" she asked, her expression genuine, a small hint of a questioning smile playing on her lips.

"Actually, no, I don't," I admitted, keeping my tone serious. "But I can learn."

"Hmmm, okay. I believe you," she said, sincerity ringing clear in her voice.

"Just like that?" I asked, surprised by how easily she accepted my grand plan.

"What do you take me for?" She grinned, playfully nudging me. "I believe in everything you do. Anything you're serious about is worth a try, even if you don't know where to start. Isn't that how you got to where you are now?" Her words carried that mix of humor and seriousness that only Leah could balance so well.

I smiled back at her, feeling the warmth in her belief. "Yeah, you're right." I decided to show her the planning sheet I'd been working on for the last few weeks.

I opened up the folder and spread it across the table. "Here," I said, gesturing to the carefully laid-out blueprint for Imperial Records. The heading read: *Planning Sheet for Imperial Records*. 

Possible Building Locations:

1. Forks, Washington

2. Broadway, New York

3. Wall Street, New York

Below that, I had listed company name ideas:

- Imperial Records

- Gale Entertainment

- Magna-Plus Productions

- Lit Soundtracks

- Ultimatum Music

I showed Leah the breakdown and the amount of time I'd spent thinking over each choice. She peered at the paper, reading over everything in silence for a moment.

"This looks intense," she said. "But you've thought this through."

I nodded. "I had to. It's a big move."

Leah's eyes flicked down to the numbers on the next page—my financial sheet, showing the earnings from the world tour and the six concerts I performed. Each show had brought in substantial revenue, and then there were the investments I had made over the years.

*Total Earnings from Concerts*:

- Six concerts, averaging $15 million each: $90 million

*Investments*:

- Google: $25 million (initial investment) yielding $250 million

- Apple: $20 million (initial investment) yielding $200 million

- Additional investments in tech startups: $50 million yielding $100 million

*Total Wealth Calculation*: 

$90 million (concerts) + $250 million (Google) + $200 million (Apple) + $100 million (startups) = $640 million.

Leah's mouth hung slightly open, her eyes wide as she tried to take it all in. "Wait... how much money is that?"

"$640 million," I said, almost casually, but I couldn't hide the grin spreading across my face. 

Her eyes grew even wider. "You've made over half a billion dollars?!"

I chuckled. "Yeah... I guess I have."

Leah shook her head in disbelief, running a hand through her hair. "This is insane, Jaxon. I knew you were making big moves, but this? Google? Apple? And buying out Netflix for $40 million..."

I could see the gears turning in her mind as she tried to wrap her head around it. 

"That's not even all of it," I added, my excitement growing. "I've been planning something else. I'm going to build two 400-foot eco-friendly buildings. One here in Forks, and the main one in Broadway, New York."

Leah blinked at me, completely stunned. "Wait—two buildings? Like, skyscrapers?"

"Exactly. It'll cost around $10 to $15 million for the one in Forks and about $20 to $40 million for the one in Broadway. Altogether, it should cost around $80 million," I explained, watching her reaction closely.

Leah was quiet for a second, then suddenly, she leaped out of her chair and practically tackled me, smothering me with affection. "You're insane!" she laughed, peppering kisses on my cheek. "I can't believe I've got my own Jeff Bezos!"

I couldn't help but laugh with her. "Hey, Jeff Bezos has nothing on me."

When she finally let go, Leah's face was still flushed with excitement. "This is massive, Jaxon. I mean, you've already made it big, but this... this is on another level."

"It is," I said, still smiling. "But I have to make decisions now. The tax deadline's coming up in April, so I need to start planning immediately. We'll need equipment, building materials, and a lot more."

Leah settled back into her chair, glancing over the planning sheet. "So, what's next? How do we get everything ready?"

"Well," I began, "first, I'll research the market a bit more to see what kind of studios and facilities are in demand right now. Then I'll assess all the finances to make sure we have enough for every stage of construction. Once that's done, we'll define the goals for Imperial Records, like what kind of artists we want to sign. After that, it'll be about getting all the equipment and building materials in place."

Leah nodded along, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Sounds like you've got a lot on your plate, but I know you can handle it. I mean, you've already made $640 million! This should be easy in comparison."

"I don't know about easy," I laughed, "but it's definitely exciting."

Leah reached for my hand, squeezing it gently. "You've worked hard for this. Just don't forget to enjoy the ride."

I smiled, feeling that familiar warmth spread through me again. With Leah by my side, this dream didn't seem as overwhelming as it once did. "Thanks, Leah. We'll make this happen together."

"Together," she repeated, her voice soft but full of confidence.

As we continued discussing the details of Imperial Records and the plans for the two buildings, i can only hope to acquire the artist i want before its too late.

Now, it was time to turn this vision into reality.

A/N: I've been waiting for this moment for so long—I can finally write what I've been wanting to RIIHHAAANNAAA!