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iskey and feel the liqui

ork, including the kind that blurs the line between business and pleasure. When Julia told me I had to att

I prefer to stay back at the office and get some actual work done. But I kno

hired someone to look after him-remind him to take his medication at the right times,

tional partners in person, rather than being stuck with video calls that lag and freeze every few seconds. Without close supervision, the

k at a man who's now

an acquaintance because we're not actually related. Uncle Jarred used to work for my

a seat beside me at the bar. "Barkeep! One glass of

y ogling the waitresses passing by in their little lingerie. They

vin staring. She saunters over and holds out h

smile, she asks, "See

tray." Kelvin smiles back at the wa

slaps Kelvin lightly on t

whiskey and slam the crystal glass down on the bar, maki

thout waiting for a

to invade it. That's just like him. There's more than one bar in this big mansion, but of course he

use of his family's money. I can tell because I know the signs of a gold d

. If they want my money, then they have to be my employees. I'm their boss and they have to do as I say or get

ome form of payment for their services, women who want s

ay, so everyone knows exactly what to expect fr

I can tell he thinks that girl actually likes him. It's never a pleasant thing to discover the truth, t

ohol seep into my system, keeping a brisk pace to

arpet underfoot. The paintings

when I