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.

whispered, “Any regrets?” She merely shook

“The main office hasn't been informed yet. We need to manage the situation discreetly before they make any announcements. The loss of this contract isn't

deal.” Standing, he proposed, “Let's

liked you a lot when he was still alive” His voice

Melissa agreed.

to the Waston family’s mansion was followed by her return to the

she was momentarily distracted by the silent snowfall outside the

argument with Marcus, replayed in her mind. The

adults, Melissa and Marcus had ceased contact following

in the morning, Melissa had already

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