Dear Mr Billionaire,
   I can't believe I can finally officially use that greeting. Mr Redwood makes you sound old and stuffy and Mr Millionaire is kinda cliche in my opinion.

I hope you don't mind, and if you do I'm sorry but that's how I'm addressing you from now on. Because let's face it, you are a freaking billionaire now!! (Oh man I said that out loud, and I'm getting stared at. College students, am I right? )
I have finals next week, then the whole summer to sleep away.  I'm going to go study now, my car privileges for the summer are on the line.  Once again, I'm so proud of you! Keep up the good work.
                 Your number one fan,
                         EJ

Ps. I'm serious about my car being on the line. Highest score gets first dibs for the summer.

Blake was sitting in bed unable to sleep yet again. He looked up from the letter he was holding and rested his head against the wooden headboard, his brain wanted to explode from all the information he had tried to process regarding Enrique, Eian, Evan and Elijah.

After  having  spent the entire week personally training the new interns he was nowhere closer to discovering who the real EJ was.  But they were a fun bunch and had quickly named themselves the EJ Crew, and  had included Emily as well. As he sat alone in his home he thought back to what the outside world thought of him, a self made billionaire recluse who had no life outside the office.

What very few people knew was that he had lost all of his friends after high school. While they had gone out to party and celebrate being freed from the educational prison, he had gotten a job as a mail boy, running up and down the same building he now owned and delivering mail to its employees.

While in college he had kept the job working around his schedule and slowly making his way up from mail boy to junior assistant. A fancy word for receptionist did nothing to phase him, and by the time he was a junior in college he was the front desk manager. It wasn't until senior year he was the Personal Assistant to the former owner and CEO. Life at that point was grand he had a great job and more money than he was used to, so he decided to try investing. A few investments later his savings had more than tripled and by the time Ingris Industries had declared bankruptcy he had more than enough money to live a comfortable life for a few years. Yet the thought of being well off while the people he had worked with for years struggled to support their families didn't sit well with him. Clearing his savings and liquidating most of his investments he marched himself to the bank. And with hiss charm and charisma at maximum he got a great deal,and even secured a loan to manage paying for the remaining balance.

With new ownership papers in hand he headed back to the office, like a kid who had won a new toy. But words travel fast, and  as soon as he set foot inside the company the whole building knew of what he had done. Whispers followed as he made his way up to his desk, eager to get his former boss’ approval.

The sight he was greeted with was not what he had envisioned. His desk was turned over and papers were scattered throughout the entire floor with Mr Ingris was nowhere in sight. He found the man in his own office mumbling incoherent words and stuffing papers and folders into a box.

"Well aren't you a grateful brat. I took you in, gave you a job and what do you do? You take away everything from me!" The older man yelled pointing an accusing finger at Blake.
He never had a chance to explain himself as Ingris took his box and stormed to the elevator, his VP, accounting team and several of the receptionist from the floor following suit.

Blake remained stunned, looking around the now empty floor before taking the elevator to the lobby hoping to explain  himself, but he had no chance. By the time he arrived more than half of the company  had followed Ingris out without an words.

The business was as good as done, defeated he turned ready to tell everyone that despite his best efforts they would soon be out of a job.

"So boss man, what's the plan?" A voice asked from behind him. He had not realized that the remaining employees had gathered in the lobby as well. Turning he was met with a pair of striking blue eyes and hair so dark it looked blue the woman who he had never met before, was stunning. Shaking his head  to clear his thoughts he figured they had nothing else to lose.

" As you all know I have just bought Ingris Industries. It was my intention to allow Mr Ingris and the former team to continue operations.I had no intentions of taking over and firing everyone, but I couldn't sit back and let the company fall, I've come to know a lot of you over the past few years and I could not bare to let people that had helped me be left without a job. Those of you that wish to leave, please let me know and I will process your information and write your final check, to everyone else I apologize in advance but this is going to be a bumpy ride for a while if you decide to stay."  Blake got off the chair he had climbed on during his speech  and headed towards what had once been the HR department.

"Ok everyone, you heard the man. Get back to work or get out!" The same voice that had greeted him ordered and immediately people began to head back to their designed post. The blue eyed raven haired beauty joined Blake at his side

"There's only one person left in HR so this might take a while." She told him pushing the elevator button. Blake looked at her, wondering who this woman was and why she stayed behind.

"Who?" He questioned, getting in the small compartment with the stranger. She looked at him and smiled, her eyes full of mischief.

"Me. I'm, Daliah Stone, nice to formally meet you Mr Redwood."

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Quick math:

Blake bought the company after college, he was 23 at the time. And that was 6 years ago making him 29, going on 30.  Daliah is 35, 5 years his senior and EJ 17 or 18 at the start of the letters. Thought I'd complicate that for you and give you a math word problem.

Blake has no patience and need to find EJ like yesterday.

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