Chapter 321

"Same old. Here's a stack that needs your signature!" Franco announced with a grin as he spread the documents across the desk.

"And this pile here? That's the financial reports you need to glance over."

"Over here, we've got the latest changes in upper management. Some top-level shifts across a few companies, all summarized for you."

"And, oh, here's the rental income for the year. Domestically, we've only collected a hundred million dollars. You've been way too generous with the rent reductions, so the income is little. Some you've deferred are still pending."

Franco guided Calliope to the plush office chair, plopping her down before the mountain of paperwork.

Calliope massaged her temples, feeling overwhelmed. "Franco, aren't you better at handling this headache-inducing stuff than I am? Haven't we agreed that you manage all this? Can't I sign my name and be done with it? You know I'm here for the auction, not to get buried in admin work!"

"No way!" Franco narrowed his eyes, his voice firm. "I've finally got you here, and you think you can escape? You're finishing this today or you're not leaving!"

deal with it. Is this how you want to run a business?" Franco teased. "I might

pin someone to the spot. "My dear boss, at least glance over them. And check

to? I trust you completely, and all our top managers too! Everyone's so much more capable than I am! Seriously, Franco, the club's thriving

I leave now?" Calliope attempted to rise stealthily, but Franco gently

but not everyone deserves it. Remember the traitor

you caught him without a hitch!" Calliope replied nonchalantly. "I've said it before. These matters

your bit

this, or you're banned from the

tried to muster some authority. "That doesn't work on me. I'm not scared of you!" Franco retorted with

resigned to her fate, and started sifting through the work as Franco

she was more than capable, the sheer volume

reins of the

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