Owned by the Cold Ceo
Sleek cars, drivers rushing to open doors, expensive watches glinting as men and women stepped out, power wrapped in silk and arrogance.
I walked in with Jack behind me, flanked by security.
Inside, the air was thick with cigar smoke and murmurs. The private hall was already half-filled, this wasn’t like yesterday with Sterling and Choi. This was larger and louder.
I took my seat at the head of the long table, while their conversations hushed into silence.
“Shall we begin?” I said evenly.
Mr. Lane, one of the older shareholders, cleared his throat. “We’ve all seen the headlines, Damian. The question is, what are you going to do about it?”
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