A Bargain Of Hearts
They weren’t sure why I was here, but I could see the gears turning in their heads.
I leaned back in my chair, fingers tapping against the polished wood of the table. “Let’s make this simple,” I began, my tone calm and confident. “I’m here to buy.”
The chairman, a man in his late sixties with a neatly trimmed beard, raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Hollandale, our company isn’t for sale.”
“Everything is for sale,” I said with a faint smirk. “It’s just a matter of price.”
A younger board member, probably in his early thirties, leaned forward. “With all due respect, Mr. Hollandale, what exactly are you planning to do with our company? We’ve been doing well on our own.”
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