The Billionaire's Dilemma

Summary

My father was a murderer. 

No matter how many times I say this, this never fails to make a chill run up my spine. 

No matter how many times I try to remember our relationship, I could only see the gleam of madness in his eyes as he tried to leap over the court table to strangle me. 

No matter how many times I wished this wasn't true, it was. 

Trying to save my reputation, or what's left of it, was hard. 

Trying to build a more successful business empire than my father was hard. 

Trying to show my associates and partners that I wasn't dumb, was hard. 

Trying to prove to everybody that I wasn't like my own father was hard. 

 I was in a fix. I couldn't see a way out.

 But then he came. He fixed my dilemma.