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!"

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

dear boss, at least glance over them.

and all our top managers too! Everyone's so much more capable than I am! Seriously, Franco, the club's

stealthily, but Franco gently pushed her

looked at her seriously, "Trust is great, but not everyone deserves it.

hitch!" Calliope replied nonchalantly. "I've said it before. These matters are in your

but you've got to shoulder your bit too!" Franco insisted, with a touch of gravity

voice. "Start tackling this, or you're banned

here, anyway?" Calliope tried to muster some authority. "That doesn't work on me. I'm not scared of you!" Franco

her fate, and started sifting

more than capable, the sheer volume

reins of the

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