Upon arriving at Amelia's place, Alex hurriedly got out of the car and closed the door behind him. He headed straight to her apartment and knocked. He knocked several times with no response.With no answer, he sat sadly by her doorstep, waiting for her to return.After 45 minutes, Amelia's neighbor noticed Alex had been waiting for a while and decided to approach him."Hello, sir, you've been here for quite a while," the neighbor said."I'm actually waiting for Amelia. Have you seen her around?" Alex asked, grateful for his concern."Actually, I don't think she's in and will be returning anytime soon," the neighbor said.Alex's heart sank. "Do you have any idea where she might have gone?""I can't say for sure. You should try calling her," the neighbor responded before leaving.Following his departure, Alex bowed his head, filled with regret. He summoned the courage and headed back to his car. As he got in, he leaned back, staring up at the ceiling, feeling a wave of helplessness wash
An hour passed, and the time for the meeting arrived. The entire board was seated at the round table, a palpable sense of anticipation filling the room.Board meetings often felt like a blend of formality and tension, with everyone acutely aware of the decisions that needed to be made and the stakes involved.Alex tried his best to stay focused despite the inner turmoil he was facing.Forty-five minutes into the meeting, one of the board members speaking asked for clarity, "Does everyone understand?""Yes, we do," the others responded in unison."Great!" the speaker responded.Mr. Dan then turned to Alex to confirm the schedule for the next meeting. Alex responded with composure, and everyone agreed.As each board member proceeded out of the boardroom, Jake headed straight to Alex."Sir, there's something I'd like to discuss briefly with you," Jake said, his tone slightly urgent."Okay, what will that be?" Alex asked, curious but composed."I'm making an appeal for us to head to your
"Good question.""I have always known you to be an intelligent young man," Elsa said, crossing her arms and tilting her head slightly, a hint of a smile playing on her lips."Okay?" Alex asked, running out of patience."I want to own Tate Industries," Elsa Reeves said firmly.Alex laughed really hard."I'm sorry, Aunt, can you come again, please?" He chuckled slightly."Well, you heard me," Elsa snorted."It was supposed to be handed over to me anyway, not to your mother!" Elsa exclaimed, yet maintained her composure.Elsa Reeves had always been known for her relentless pursuit of power, which gave way to her unethical behaviors, such as manipulation, deceit, and betrayal, even at a tender age.This led to her father deciding to pass over her and entrust the company to her younger sister, Alex's mother, as the successor of his company instead.Noticing the seriousness in Elsa's demand, Alex lessened the amusement."You can't be serious, can you, Aunt?""Well, I am dead serious, Alex."
"Flora, I'm ready," Amelia said with a slight nervousness in her voice."So quick?" Flora replied, releasing a short, reassuring smile."How about I make something light for you before leaving?" Flora offered kindly."But—""No 'buts' please," Flora insisted gently."Okay then, that's fine. Thank you so much, Flora, for taking care of me," Amelia said gratefully."Anything for you, girl!" Flora responded warmly, giving Amelia a friendly shoulder tap.Flora headed straight to the kitchen, leaving Amelia to quietly scroll through her phone.Amelia felt a rush of mixed emotions. She placed a hand on her stomach, which barely showed a bump since she was still in her first trimester. Though the baby couldn't hear her yet, she whispered softly, "We are going to be just fine.""Maybe when you are grown, you will get to know who your father is," she continued, her voice tinged with both hope and uncertainty.Twenty minutes later, Amelia heard a knock on the door."Flora, there's someone at th
"The press release was strategically timed to tarnish our reputation and disqualify us from the upcoming competition, which determines the number one company in the city and comes with significant benefits," Mr. Dan explained.As the realization of how serious the situation was, the room became quiet. Alex's mind raced with the possible ramifications of the claims for their company's future as well as the pressing necessity to refute the false narrative.Following what Mr. Dan had said, a board member turned to Alex with a grave expression.With a worried tone, he said, "So, what are we going to do about this, sir?" Another board member raised his voice in agreement, emphasizing how urgent the matter was: "We can't let this slide."Another voice, clearly frustrated, said, "It will ruin our reputation and jeopardize all our hard work to get to this level." Alex weighed their words for a minute, realizing that he had a heavy burden of responsibility for the company's future. He was aw
"Thank you, Elsa," Mr. Tate responded with a sly smile."I knew I could count on you." Elsa Reeves stated, feeling impressed "Since Alex couldn't surrender the company to us, let's see what becomes of Tate Industries after they lose their chance of competing in the ongoing project," Elsa stated firmly, her voice dripping with determination.Mr. Tate chuckled maliciously, savoring the thought of their plan coming to fruition. "Indeed, Elsa. We'll watch as their hard work unravels before their eyes.”*******Alex arrived home after leaving Flora's apartment and immediately headed inside. He reached for his phone to contact John, the communication officer of Tate Industries.“Hello John, I’m sorry to call this late.”“Good evening boss. Calling late is not a problem at all.” John admitted, sensing it must be a matter of urgency for Alex to have called“It is about the false accusation on Tate Industries.” Alex statedJohn, already aware of the scandal due to his active social media pres
Upon arrival at the office, John felt a surge of determination and nervous energy. He knew the stakes were high and that he had to prove Tate Industries' integrity beyond any doubt.With a deep breath, he stood close to Alex, his heart pounded as he spread out a meticulously organized array of documents and evidence across the table.Every component served as evidence of his diligence and the business's dedication to transparency. As John started to deliver his findings, his voice quivered a little bit, speaking with a mixture of conviction and worry.John said, "Mr. Alex, Mr. Dan, I need you to see this," his eyes meeting theirs to emphasize how urgent the matter was. "I have meticulously recorded each and every transaction. This is the evidence we require to refute those false accusations."He watched their faces closely, hoping to see a glimmer of understanding and support. The room was thick with tension, but as John continued to explain, a sense of resolve filled the space. He kn
Elsa sat at her desk and rhythmically tapped her fingers on the shiny oak table. The stakes were higher than ever, and she could feel the stress in her muscles. Now that Mr. Peter Tate's plan had failed, it was imperative that she move decisively."Are you still there, Elsa?" Over the phone, Mr. Peter's voice crackled with a mix of frustration and fear.Elsa calmly and measuredly said, "Yes, Peter, I'm here," concealing the tempest that was building inside of her. "I'll have to use my own plan since your part of the plan didn't work out."Mr. Tate let out a deep sigh. "Are you certain? That carries risk.Elsa squinted her eyes. "There's nothing more we can do, risky or not. We must act quickly before things spiral out of control.“Alright, Elsa. Do what you need to do. Just be careful,” Mr. Tate conceded, a note of resignation in his voice.“I always am,” she replied, ending the call. She leaned back in her chair, her mind racing through the intricacies of her plan. She couldn’t affor