When Dream Meets Duty

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ross the entrance of Simon Media Company. The building stood proud, but beneat

r years ago. I had passed the CEO mantle to my most trusted deputy but remained Chair

member nodded with respect. They still looked up t

chair. On the walls hung my proudest achievements: awards, photos with presi

s ago. I handed over CEO duties to my most trusted associate, then

going through financial reports and ot

he cold sla

red. Operating costs were through the roof. Ad revenue had plunged. Our digital tran

inancial advisor's voice

n. We might miss payroll next month. We

ve you tried?" I as

d new content formats, hosted events, chased spon

n the towering billboard outside. SIMON MEDIA COMPA

ome to this?"

's work. The weight of the 500 employees who

rning around struggling outlets. There was Winifred, a well-connected investor with a passion for independent journalism. Then there was him-a wealthy career politician who had

ed his

hilips s

. Simon. I... n

end! What's

the verge of shutting down due

s voice returned

s, pay the employees, and provide enough capital to strategize a better plan. The Simon Media Company has alw

Where are you getting this much to give me, espec

ware. I just need to make a few calls, and the money will be available." M

ch widened. "What's

d. Then,

a remarkable young woman. M

divorce, which messed up his reputation. I want a good girl like Sarah-your daughter-

proposing a marriage e

ur daughter will live well. You'll save yo

"I'll never trade my daugh

equences. Your downfall will b

d hard. "I

row evening," he repl

of options. I was shocked and speechless. A rush of anger and pain filled my heart. I thought about my precious

yor Philips' manipulation threatened to crush the legacy I'd pou

burst through the doo

of our creditors are filing lawsuits. They're demanding immediate payment. If w

ion bl

my empire wer

sn't a

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