Chapter 12

Mary was determined to live her life; who knows how long she might live in this 21st century, so why not live it to the fullest? She buried herself in work and more work, balancing between her free time and her work. Looking up she scans through her private jet for the hostess who she beckons towards her. The Jet was made up of refined interior design though small but comfortable and well equipped for a grade higher than first class. "Yes, ma'am, can get you anything?" the air hostess asked with a polite smile on her face, "Can I get another glass of red wine?" Mary asked as she turned on her laptop and connected to her meeting scheduled for that hour at Chicago. She could not attend physically but could not afford to miss the meeting as only God knows what mayhem would ensure if she isn't there. Once she connected, she views seven older men, mostly from their 40s to 70s and a few in their late 30s all dressed in cooperate suits looking at her; they were her board of directors. The C