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“Because I didn’t receive these from the media,” she says. “They came from your shareholders. Some of them are threatening to invoke the “Indecent Character” clause and remove you as CEO before the new year.”
“What am I missing here?”
“Amy is embarking on a scorched earth and scorned woman tour.” She sighs. “She’s claiming mental, emotional, and psychological abuse.”
“What?”
“She says that after all the time you two spent together, she realized you were displaying toxic signs of control over her every move. She has a jewelry store manager backing up a claim of you storming inside and demanding they take everything in her name out of your account.”
“That did happen.”
“Did you also tell her what clothes to wear, how to wear her hair, and control everything she ate?”
“Not at all.”
“I thought so.” She shakes her head. “If you give me an hour of your time, I can draft a statement about these heinous allegations.”
“Don’t bother,” I say. “Tell them I’m engaged to a woman named Georgia Grey, and I’m currently in town visiting her family for the holidays. Tell them we’ve been seeing each other for over a year now.”
“You want me to lie?”
“It’s technically the truth, Mindy.”
“But how?” She sucks in a breath. “I’m your ride or die, so why are you just now telling me? .”
“I forgot to hit send on the email about it weeks ago.” I give up on her ever letting that go. “It’s just been a bit of a whirlwind.”
“I can imagine.” She nods. “Is that why you struggled to fire her for so long? You loved her?”
“Ireally likedher.”
“No, I’m pretty sure it was love.” She taps her chin. “Look back, she got away with a lot of shit you would fire anyone else for.”
“I did eventually fire her.”
“Because you wanted to date her, right?”
“So she could return to what she was good at doing.”
“See?” She beams. “It is love!”
I laugh. “Don’t spend too much time on the statement. Just send it off, okay?”
“Will do, sir.”
“I meant to tell you thanks for this cup.” I hold up the ‘Finally a Billionaire’ mug I brought. “I appreciate it.”
“That wasn’t from me.” She looks confused. I bought you an “I’m richer than you and all your friends combined” T-shirt that’ll be here after the holidays.”
“Do you expect me to wear it?”
“No.” She laughs. “That mug in your hand was sent from some place called The Grace Estate in Colorado. I have a ‘thank you’ card scheduled to go out next week.”
“I’ll deliver it personally.” I smile. “Merry Christmas, Mindy.”
“Merry Christmas, Mr. Reiss.”
I wait for her screen to fade and return to bed.
