LOUIS’ POV
"So are we in agreement Mr Kylind?" I asked the CEO, in his early forties, as I sat across from him at his desk in his office.
"Yes, the arrangement can work, it sounds like a good idea," he told me.
"Pleased to hear that," I replied as I got up from my seat, wrapping up our meeting.
"Pleasure doing business with you Mr Carrington," he said to me.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mr Klyne," I said with a wide smile. He then escorted me to the door of his office After shaking out hands goodbye, I made my way to my car with my bodyguards close behind me.
I had just secured a deal with one of the company’s ingredient suppliers for our restaurants. Found a way to get a discount on our ingredient orders but they too would benefit."
I felt excited about the future of the restaurant with this new menu idea we had introduced. Could it actually be saved without having to change the pathetic budget it had?
My family was prepared to make a small loss over the restaurant but Jasmine had just quite possibly found a solution to saving it. The restaurant will generate profits whilst keeping costs low but the quality of our product will be high.
The results though still in their infancy were looking promising. If the momentum continues looks like it was going to make a steady comeback.
I had never considered that a different strategy could be used. Thinking about it now it seemed so simple and obvious but
The way in which the Carrington group operated, the way many large companies operate these days was morally questionable I’m sure the HQ that had planned to shut down the Garden House couldn’t deny it if it made profits. No matter how stuck-up my brother was.
Jasmine had quite literally outdone herself and I don’t even think she realizes it. I’ll have to properly thank her.
Rather than being worried for her life with this unknown person who was after her.
Jasmine and I’s routine was all I could ask for. She woke up in my arms every day now.
"Hey, want to grab lunch?" I read the text from my friend Malek.
My eyes squinted. It was lunch hour and if I went back to the office Jasmine would probably be there. She was passing through all the restaurants in the city and checking on them.
Sure,"
’Lets go to one of your family restaurants. The bill is on you right?’
’A millionaire asking for handouts is crazy.’ I replied.
’Please, free food is food no matter how rich you are. See you then.’
I shook my head in disapproval as I put the phone away.



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