Businesswoman Chapter 274

A prophet once said, “It’s war on the streets and war in the Middle East,” to an upbeat sound and melancholic cuts. Entrepreneur Paul Atkinson knew he had to make a decision on whether to sustain his weapons dealing business.

He reflected in his brother’s minor infraction of hustling guns on the streets of Wilmington. With a few steps he tried to instill in his kin, Atkinson fought the urge to continue to be a stalwart for major weapons dealing.

His company, Expertise Arms, held billions of dollars worth of weaponry. As the CEO, Entrepreneur Paul could count on his mind as the majestic guide pointing him in the right direction.

He leaned towards a mug with utensils to retrieve a pen. He sketched numbers in his head that said that arms for Middle East conflicts in which the United States and its allies had become involved.

Talk about a ceasefire seemed absurd in the neighborhoods in America as well as the Mideast. Tempers would always flair up in the hotbeds where decades and millennia would be presented as traumatic landscapes, respectively.

Entrepreneur Paul jotted some of his ideas on the pad and looked at them in awe. Fascinated by his own writing, he sensed a feeling of esteem for his ability to keep Expertise Arms afloat.

When he raised from his seat, he looked over the figures as he walked to his kitchen table. An apple sated his hunger and the crunch and sweetness from the fruit drove his mind.

While he provided cops in the US with weapons to combat the start of force in the nation’s cities. His billions would increase with every sale of flash bang grenades and semi-automatic rifles.

When he had felt satisfied with the numbers on the page, he reminded himself of powers.