With the Waston Group's former president's passing, the shareholders were embroiled in a fierce fight for power. Melissa entered, breaking the tension with a simple, “Mr. Waston!” Albert's response was a quiet nod, a brief acknowledgment before he instructed, “Sit down.”

The meeting stretched from the late afternoon into the night, ending at ten. Despite the physical discomfort, the attendees departed swiftly, leaving Albert alone, massaging his temples in the now-quiet conference room.

Melissa brewed a cup of coffee for Albert and set it before him.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Waston. The deal with Summit Ltd. didn't go through.” Albert, already aware of the news from the morning, looked up.

Melissa's admission confirmed his suspicions about the deals failure.

the coffee and whispered, “Any regrets?” She merely shook her head

informed yet. We need to manage the situation discreetly before they make any announcements. The loss of this

crucial than this deal.” Standing, he proposed, “Let's

a lot when he was still alive” His

Melissa agreed.

Waston family’s mansion was followed

snowfall outside the window, almost missing the receptionists

day's events, particularly the argument with Marcus, replayed in her mind. The emotional turmoil

adults, Melissa and Marcus had ceased contact

morning, Melissa had already started her

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