Chapter 11DOMINIC VOLKOV2 days agoBusinessmen always like to meet together, from the smallest companies to the biggest companies, but they all have to be on the chart. And me? Well, I am not on the chart, but I need to be on the chart—not 100, not 99—and to do that, I have to play dirty.My goal today is to help Mr. Collins Devon, owner of Lego Foods. He produces one of the best beverages in the country except he doesn’t have the finances to keep it going or take it to the next level and to make matters worse, his godforsaken children are running him dry, taking every penny, he makes, going to parties, sleeping with girls, creating scandals that are bad for the company.I need to take his place.“Dominic Volkov, it’s nice to see you.” Mr. Devon, a fifty year old man, dressed in an Italian suit stood up to shake hands with me. I took his hands and sat before him.“Good to see you too Mr. Devon, I must say, considering the troubles your son causes you, you look rather alive.” I blurt

Chapter 13 DOMINIC “Uhm, Boss, you called for us?” Alex was the first to speak. “I did.” I answered from where I sat, “Sit down, all of you.” They all turned to themselves, confusion written on their faces as they moved in, taking a seat on the couch. Elise turned to leave. Ugh, Elise. “Elise, you too,” I added. “Yes boss.” she giggled, rushing back to sit next to Jaxon. I thought she said she was a lesbian? Whatever. “You all must be wondering why I called for you?” I rasped. “Yes, boss.” Elise, of course, answered for all of them. “After my accident, I had time to think and I realized that I had been doing things the wrong way.” I paused, my eyes dragging through all of them, making sure they were following. “When I hired all of you, you all had been fired from the Artisan Group and I promised you all that one day, we would rise and become the best business in the country, surpassing Artisan Group,” I muttered. Once again, they all turned to each other, brows arched.“Boss