Chapter 419

It was the only real money he had spent on himself. Every other cent went back into his company. He had updated the house and bought clothes and shit—all of which came out of the salary his CFO paid him—but he didn’t flash his cash around. He lived in the same house he had grown up in and really didn’t have any plans to move. He bought the requisite mansion, it was expected of him after all, but he preferred living in the only place that had ever felt like a home. Everything he needed was there. As for all the other trappings of wealth, he would much rather reinvest the money into the company. Jonathon sat back and raked his hands through his hair. He couldn’t find the latest round of results that he was looking for. He knew they would be on the server or in the cloud but that wouldn’t help him. He tended to print them out and then scribble all over them as he read through them. These were then supposed to be transcribed but that only happened if he gave it to Natalie or, he supposed,