They say money doesn’t bring happiness. Well, I have a lot—an obscene amount—and I’m not sad. The incredible stories I have, I’m not ashamed to say, are thanks to my incredible fortune. How should I begin telling this story? Maybe with John… One day, I got a call from John. How should I describe him…? He’s a friend, though not really what you’d call a friend, since I know almost nothing about his personal life. In truth, he’s a headhunter who works for me—but not exactly the kind you might be imagining… John is the guy who knows my taste in women, who knows I don’t have time and prefer…