"Jamie spent the remainder of the day in protracted discussions with the accountants going over the details of the convoluted structure of the Hutchin...on Empire and it was just that. After a while he realized what a genius his father had been. The overall structure provided for tight control with a light hand and minimal taxes and maximum profits at every level. Jamie also realized that there was no way he could get a handle on all the machinations involved in just three to four hours and could. So again I meandered in the vague direction he gave me, trying as hard as possible to avoid any other student, one thing I had quickly learnt was that Rockmount obviously hosted some Dirty Looks masterclass, because damn if looks could kill, well lets just say I would be joining Casper and the other not so friendly ghosts. Finally by some devine intervention or just plain dumb luck I found the classroom, albeit 20 minutes late. Here goes nothing, I thought glumly pushing open the door,. "I took a sip from my drink, trying to act unaware of the way he was looking at me."You didn't get lucky then?" he asked."I don't really do that sort of thing." I answered, shrugging my shoulders."I wish Emma would be a bit more like you," he sighed. "I guess what happened to her mother scared her into living life in the fast lane."I felt sorry for him as I watched his head drop. "I'm sorry about your wife." I said."It's ok, Sophie. It was a long time ago," he said. "Anyway, you're looking very. She should thank me!’ ‘You chased her out the job that was her life. You made her a prisoner in her own home. You spied on us at the lake. I wouldn’t say that she’s better off.’ ‘What about you, Paul? I heard you lost some big money. Of course, you lost your little romance with Glenda.’ Hopkins sneered. ‘Did you keep me in here just to rub it in, Arthur? If you did, I think that we’re finished.’ Paul was angry, struggling to stay in control of himself. ‘I should have published those pictures.