Gemotions

The book was a monstrosity. A cheap, poorly printed thing with a lurid cover depicting a smiling photo of him - a photo he’d never seen before, of course. “The Unlikely Entrepreneur: The Story of Charles Miller.” He felt a knot tighten in his stomach.

Charles stared at the book, his hands trembling. He had built his business from nothing, clawing his way up, brick by brick. And now this… this blatant exploitation. He felt a dizzying sensation, like falling off a cliff.

He snatched up the book and flung it across the room. It hit the wall with a hollow thud. He began pacing the room, his mind racing. He needed to find the person responsible. He needed to dismantle their lies. He had to restore order to his world.