Jackson, the billionaire

“Stop joking around. If she’s anything, it would be frightened. Do you know how you look when you smile like that?” Jackson asked his brother, who didn’t seem to regret his actions.

It didn’t even look like they were both going to secure a deal, it looked more like Jacob was the uncaring boss and him the serious secretary.

“Stop playing around. Can we return our attention to the deal we came here for?” He faced his brother with a stern voice, but Jacob only gave one of his usual evil chuckles.

It was the kind of chuckle that if it were his subordinates that saw it, they would have shit their pants, but because it was Jackson, he only rolled his eyes at his twin brother.

“I’m focused, brother. I can’t wrap my head too seriously around this shit. I will feel like it’s blowing,” Jacob confessed half-jokingly.

He really hated all these official meetings, board meetings. Anything that had to do with him acting grim and serious, he just fucking hated it.

He preferred his part of the business