I am Levi Luxenberg. Forty-year-old billionaire. CEO of Luxenberg Enterprises. And apparently, father of one. A week ago, having kids wasn’t even in my ten-year plan. Now, I have a five-year-old daughter who will hardly look in my direction. I am aware that Amelia is grieving her mother’s death, and I swear I’m not a complete jerk, but I jumped on a private jet to Chicago at a moment’s notice, and the kid won’t even say a word to me. As if that wasn’t bad enough, our pilot just got sick and I have to fly commercial for the first time in years.