Bishop: A Dark College Enemies to Lovers Bet Romance (Saints of San Angelo University #2) by Kailin Gow

Author:Kailin Gow [Gow, Kailin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RomanceOnTheGoBooks.com, an imprint of Sparklesoup.com
Published: 2023-01-03T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Rector

Seated in an expensive leather chair in a plush office across the hall from my father’s I looked at the open agenda on my desk.

Three days. It had been three days since I’d been kicked out of SAU.

“As you can see, things are not as rosy as they seem.”

I look up at Daniel Horvath, my father’s trusted accountant.

“How can we be drilling so much oil, selling so much oil and still have so little profits?” I said. I looked at the spreadsheet he handed me. “What am I not seeing?”

“It’s not just your father’s company, Rector,” he said. “Most if not all oil companies are struggling.”

“But gas prices have never been so high.”

“That might be true,” Mr. Horvath said. “But look at this column here.” He pointed to the third column. “Taxes. Much of the revenue from each gallon sold goes to taxes.”

“Oh, really? That much?”

Mr. Horvath nodded. “And then we have a whole new set of policies and laws that are making drilling more and more difficult. It’s gotten to the point where it’s prohibitively expensive. Some of the smaller drilling outfits are looking at closing up completely.”

“What about us? Are we looking at the possibility of closing?”

He shook his head. “Bigger companies are doing a little better, but all of this crap is still digging into profits more and more.”

I set the spreadsheet down and sat back in the cushy chair. “Give it to me straight, Mr. Horvath. Am I really looking at the possibility of inheriting a worthless company?”

“I certainly don’t enjoy making such pessimist predictions, but the company is in dire straits.”

I immediately thought back to a conversation I’d had with my father. There I was criticizing him for not putting enough money into this or that. ‘You can afford it,’ I’d told him.

All the while, I had to assume that the numbers laid out before me were of great concern to him. Indeed, it would explain the increased stress I’d noticed in him.

“Thank you for showing me this,” I said to Mr. Horvath.

“My pleasure,” he said as he gathered up his documents and left my office.

Biting the tip of my Mont Blanc pen, I twirled the leather chair around to face the large pane window. The day was heavy with dark clouds.

Rain would be good, I thought. We needed rain. The dry air was at times stifling.

“Are you there, Rector?”

With a start, I turned to see my father standing in the doorway.

“Oh, Dad. Hi.”

“Well, you were certainly off far away,” he said with a chuckle. “I called your name three times.”

I waved vaguely at the window. “Just contemplating the weather.”

He chuckled again. “You had your meeting with Daniel, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” I said with a curious tilt of my head.

“Looking at the numbers would have anyone contemplating the weather,” he went on with a wry grin. “Anything to take away the sting of the unappealing bottom line.”

“I think there are a few things that we might be able to do to cut down on costs,” I said.

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