Chapter 34

"Good day, Mr. Peter Tate," Elsa Reeves said, her voice dripping with a mixture of cordiality and hidden intent.

"Greetings, Elsa. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Mr. Tate responded, his tone neutral but curious.

"I hear you're vying to take over Tate Industries," Elsa stated, her eyes narrowing slightly as she gauged his reaction.

"Yes, I am," Mr. Tate admitted, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "And how did you find this out?"

"You forget who I am so soon?" Elsa responded with a sarcastic laugh, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

Mr. Tate's expression hardened slightly. "So, what was the reason for this call, if I may ask?"

"Good question," Elsa replied, leaning back in her chair with a confident smile. "I also have interest there. How about I take over the company and split interests?"

"Hmmm," Mr. Tate mused, a thoughtful look crossing his face as he considered her proposal. "This isn't a bad idea after all."

"But..." he began, his voice trailing off.

"There are no buts," El