I still couldn't believe she was quitting. I mean I knew I wasn't the best boss but she's worked for me for years. I don't know how many exactly but she hasn't quit before. So why now?

I take another swig of the scotch in my hand before turning on my tv.

Spending Saturday night alone was not on my normal schedule. But after the disaster that was the gala, I didn't feel like going out tonight.

I lost a lot tonight and I was trying to wrack my brain about where I went wrong. This didn't happen to me. I was Nick Knight for Christ's sake. I didn't lose. I always won.

So why was I losing?

After flipping through the channels and not finding anything worth watching, I decide to turn the tv off.

I down the rest of my glass and get up to pour some more. As I reach my kitchen my phone buzzes in my pants pocket. I pull it out to see a text.

I just sighed my resignation letter. I faxed it to you so you should get it soon. -Hazel

Just as I finish reading the text my fax machine spits out a paper. I put down my glass and slowly pad over to the machine.

Grabbing the paper I head into my home office and take a seat in my chair. I lay the paper down on my desk and let out a deep breath before I begin reading.

To whom it may concern.

My name is Hazel Richmond. I have been working as a personal assistant to Mr. Knight for the previous three years. I have made appointments, took his place at meetings, and answered the phone when needed.

         I am writing this letter to inform you of changes being made. I will be resigning from my position as PA to Mr. Knight, effective immediately.

       Knight Tech has served me well over the years, but I need more. I can no longer work for someone who belittles, humiliates, and reprimands me on a daily basis.

         I will be awaiting my final paycheck.

Sincerely,

Hazel M. Richmond

My eyes scan over the delicate black ink on the bottom of the page. Her handwriting is so elegant.

My phone buzzes on the desk with a text from Mr. Johnson, making me jump.

TRN has been officially sold for $250,000. Shaw Industries will be awaiting the deed to be signed over. You are required to give up the blueprints, tools, and equipment needed to work TRN. I will stop by Monday to go over the paperwork with you.

I slam my cellphone down on my desk before scrubbing my hands down my face. What the hell was happening? Everything was going to shit all at once.

I glance at my phone, which now has a shattered screen, to see that it was midnight. I really needed some sleep.

But I needed a drink first. I pull out the bottle of scotch that I keep in my desk drawer and pop the cork, before taking a long drink of it.

My head was pounding. I couldn't get the look on her face out of my head. She looked so defeated and broken. I didn't understand what this feeling was.

I glance down at the black curly letters on the paper in front of me and a cloud of anger rolls over me.

I pick up the bottle of scotch and throw it across the room. The smashing of glass echoes throughout my quiet house as I watch the bottle shatter and the brown liquid spill all over my floor.

I did this to myself. I didn't have anyone to be mad at expect myself. I always screwed up. I'm going to be alone forever. Rosa was right. Izzy was right. And Hazel was right.

I am selfish.

I am egotistical.

I am an asshole.

And I'm going to be alone forever.

I used to think that all I needed was my company. But I didn't know how wrong I was.

Sitting in my empty office, inside my empty house. It made me realize that I really had pushed everyone away. I had nobody.

Even Jordyn was disappointed in me. Gigi hates me, and Hazel, she was the only thing that was constant in my life. But now. Now I was alone.

I was fucked up. And the way I felt right now. It sucked.

I wish I had never went with Isabelle.

I wish I had never gone to the gala.

I wish I had never lied to the Johnson's.

I wish I had never opened Knight Tech.

And I wish I had never met Hazel.

Because if I didn't. I wouldn't be feeling this way right now. I wouldn't be feeling so,

Lost,

Worthless,

Or alone.

I would be at home with my mom and Gigi. I would be more happy than I am now, even if I did have to still be around my dad.

I would have someone to rely on. Someone I can count on.

People who love me for me, and not because of who I am or how much money I have.

I messed up and I knew I needed to fix this, fix everything. But I don't know where to begin.

I lay my head down on my desk with a loud thud.

What could I do to fix this?

What could I do to make it up to Gigi?

What could I do to get Hazel back?

I needed her back. I didn't realize how much she had done for me the past three years. In her letter she had said that I humiliate and belittle her. And thinking back now. I realize that I have. I've never been a good boss or a good friend. I've been a jerk to everyone.

I needed to start by fixing my attitude. I need to be a better person. A better friend, a better brother, a better boss, and a better man.

I needed to fix myself before I could even begin to fix anything else.

I knew what, and how. Now i just needed to make it until the annual Knight camping trip.

Thats when I'll make it up to everyone. I'll make amends and be the person I want to be. I want to be the person that helps others I always have. That's why I started Knight Tech.

But I lost track of my goals when the money started rolling in. I promised my mom I wouldn't let it happen and it did. And now I was going to change it. Everything was going to be okay. I was going to make sure of it.

I promised myself from this day forward. I would no longer be Nick Knight: billionaire, playboy, CEO.

I was going to be Nick Knight: entrepreneur.

Starting right now. I'm going to change myself for the better. And I hope to god that I can do it.