Life Before Damaged Vol. 3 by H. M. Ward

Author:H. M. Ward [Ward, H. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

I TOLD YOU SO

July 24th, 10:05am

I finish my coffee, grab my documents and head over to Dad’s office. When I get there, he’s sitting at his desk, his eyes fixed on the computer screen in front of him and talking on the phone. I knock on the door frame, and he looks up, a smile interrupting the focused look on his face. He gestures to the chairs sitting in front of him, and I take a seat, waiting for him to finish his call.

While I wait, I glance around the office, appreciating the backdrop it sets for the important work done here, with it’s breathtaking view, supple leather, and modern conveniences. As a child, I knew this was where Daddy worked, but didn’t understand the kind of work he did. At school, I would tell people my Dad just sat at a desk all day, talked on the phone, wrote stuff down, and yelled at people. Being a CEO didn’t seem glamorous to me. Not when other kids’ dads were rock stars, movie stars, or famous artists.

Now that I’m learning the ropes of the business, I have a newfound respect for what he does. One day, that will be me, and I’ll have to explain to my kids what Mommy does for a living.

“Morning princess! Penny for your thoughts?”

“Oh, hey, Dad. I was thinking about how as a kid, I had no clue what you did all day at work. Look at me now!” I motion to my designer suit and the reports in my hand. I’ve become the young business woman he wanted me to become. Sometimes I wonder what kind of a career path I would have chosen for myself if I hadn’t felt the obligation to take over the family business. Those thoughts never occurred to me until recently. It’s weird because I was content, at least I thought I was. Since the fire I've reevaluated my life, wondering if I'm making the right choices. It’s hard to know until it’s too late.

“... going over some of these numbers, and we may need to resort to external funding to complete the testing phase.” My Dad has already moved on to important business matters, so my attention quickly snaps back to the here and now.

He goes on to explain how we’re most likely to go over our initial budget planned for this part of the testing phase of the medical grade fabrics. I hold myself back from saying, “I told you so,” but really? I did tell him, and he chose not to listen. Now he has to beg other people for the money instead of following my advice and being able to pay for it ourselves. The male ego is ridiculously delicate. The inventor of a jockstrap for the ego will be a billionaire in a blink.

Daddy continues, “So we’re going to have a little function at the house next week. We’ll invite potential investors, and I would like you to be at Anthony’s side while he charms the money out of investors’ wallets.

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