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Chapter 44 : Lost Daughter

Author: Amelie Bergen
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Scott’s POV

I sat at my desk and went over the paperwork for the coming months' projections. Things were progressing well and I was pleased at the future spending projections. My desk phone rang and I picked it up absentmindedly.

“Yeah?” I answered, continuing to review what I had on the screen.

“Hey, Scott, it’s Sam.”

“Hey, Sam. How are you?” I called out, switching over to the sheets with our mutual projects. “Have you gotten an update on the numbers?”

“Yeah, I’ve got it here. That’s why I called.”

“Well, lay it on me,” I said.

Sam started going off and explaining the process with numbers. I got more excited the more he talked about projects and where we were.

“So with the malls and hotel investments?” I asked.

“We are right on track. I’ve also sent you an email outlining the progression I think we should work on. We are really looking to triple our finances.”

We talked for a good while and made more projections for the future. I started to feel really excited and
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