Goodbye, My Love

Loraine glanced at Marco’s phone resting in the car console and cleared her throat lightly.

“Perhaps you should take that call.”

In truth, she was relieved the call had arrived at such a moment. If they had delved any deeper into their discussion, she risked being swayed further by Marco

Picking up the phone, Marco was greeted by Carl’s voice, “Mr. Bryant.”

Marco’s demeanor shifted, his voice returning to its customary detachment. “What is it?”

Carl, used to Marco’s icy tone and oblivious to the preceding events barely registered the slight rasp in Marco’s voice. He reported in his usual efficient manner, “Jefferson has just contacted me regarding the

Miss Torres instructed, and he agreed to proceed with the purchase

asserted he’s ready to

anticipated this, and he

the

a significant loss in

to get ripped off

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in mind, Marco nonchalantly instructed, “Let’s accept his offer

taken aback. The price was merely average, yet Marco

earlier negotiation with Jefferson and felt a pang of guilt. Clearing her throat, she ventured,

the market. Lowering the price under pressure is a given. Moreover, his offer exceeded my expectations. Your earlier negotiation probably prompted him to concede

best interest to sell the shares promptly. Plus, Jefferson’s rash decision to purchase such a substantial amount of shares could result