In a large office space filled with a bird's eye view of the city, Billy David was enjoying a quiet morning. A cup of hot coffee in his hand was almost empty, and he was busy reading the financial report presented by his team. Every now and then, he nodded, satisfied with the numbers he saw. However, the calm was soon shattered when his personal secretary walked in quickly, her face looking a little nervous but with a kind of excitement radiating.
“President Billy,” the secretary said, her voice full of enthusiasm. “I have some very surprising news.”
Billy lowered his glasses, looking at the young man with a frown. “What happened?”
The secretary handed over some additional documents on Billy’s desk. “All the debts of the gamblers in the casino… have all been paid off.”
Billy gasped
