Love Unspoken

Every individual in the room was acutely conscious of the fact that a behemoth like Kennedy Enterprise wouldn't crumble in a single night; its resurgence was merely a matter of time.

Accruing more benefits in the present would inevitably translate to more profits in the future. Despite this, they found themselves in a precarious position, yearning to extract concessions from Alexander, a feat that seemed increasingly unlikely. Alexander's nonchalant demeanor towards Stellan was a clear indication of his indifference. He was under no illusions that he could easily find a multitude of other businesses, big or small, willing to partner with him. After all, didn't all the corporate giants start as small enterprises?

Except for the blue-blooded Kennedys, most companies sprouted from humble beginnings.

If a dog dared to bite the hand that fed it, replacing it was hardly a challenge; such was the harsh reality of the world.

Alexander seemed resolute in his decision to watch Stellan finish his drink, compelling everyone to endure the wait alongside him.

When Ronan finally returned, she succumbed to the effects of her excessive drinking, collapsing onto the couch, unresponsive to Stellan's desperate attempts to rouse her.

In a fit of frustration, Stellan seized the two remaining bottles on the table, draining them in one go before smashing them onto the table. Before he could utter another word, he spun around and retched into the trash can, prompting everyone around him to recoil in disgust.

"Alexander, I finished the drink,

from his seat to dust off his jacket and retrieve

we called it a night. I

who had been dozing off, was jolted awake by

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group turned to Galen,

here, Alexander? We didn't quite catch it,"

"We were supposed to negotiate,

Galen rose to his feet and declared, "That's just Alexander's way. If he takes a disliking to your attitude, it's hardly surprising that no

Alexander's assistant was tantamount to a direct affront to Alexander. He behaved like an entitled junior

pivotal, assistants certainly held some significance. Among the unspoken rules of their social circle, one was

Stellan a collective glare, their expressions laced with resentment.