Businesswoman Chapter 130

Gusts of wind blew across the city. There seemed to be a few vortexes that swept through Wilmington. This did not interrupt Loreen’s flow, however. She just moved her clients into a building fortified and constructed to withstand the blasts of air. The building was also bomb resistant.

“What we’re going to do with this particular instance is continue with the plan of making something where we can predict the future,” she mentioned.

“You mean we’re supposed to be psychics?” one concerned executive asked.

“Not exactly. You can be clairvoyant by knowing history. If you know what came before, you have a better chance at predicting what is to come,” Loreen explained.

Some grumbling rose up from the small crowd.

“Don’t worry, I’m not about to pull out a deck of Tarot cards,” she reassured.

Some laughs surfaced at this moment.

“I will show you how in a given instance, you will be able to see into the future by plumbing the depths of what came before. Study other businesses. Know that even the biggest and most prosperous firms have fallen due to neglect, incompetence, and sheer bursting apart of rationality,” she further stated.

The group looked at each other and held a glance of respect for the little lady now standing with her hands on her hips. Loreen walked with the honor and confidence that befit generals or royalty. She kept going with the idea of creating a space that felt welcoming and that everyone could sense the notion of involvement. By engendering that idea, she kept them all together, focused on her words.

“What I'm offering is of course business sense, but I’m giving you an Earth-based, worldly option to better comprehend the ways of the dollar,” Loreen said. She looked as serious as a funeral procession then.