Your Problem is Done

"Good afternoon."

After greeting politely, Wolf sat facing two people who looked sour and angry.

They were Brown and Maynard. They came as representatives of shareholders, as they were the largest shareholders of Wolf. They were the ones who could 'reprimand' Wolf.

"What kind of news is this?!"

Maynard, older, with wavy and perfectly white hair, asked rudely as he threw an entertainment newspaper with the top headline about Iris no longer being part of Wolf. It wasn't Sanchez's writing, but the content was more or less similar to what Sanchez requested, although not in detail.

"The news is accurate. I terminated Iris's contract last night. But don't worry; I will personally pay the compensation for that contract. Using my own money," Wolf replied. He mentioned money to reassure them. The cancellation of the contract would not disturb the company's income.

"It's not about the compensation, Mr. Wolf! It's about the revenue!" Brown, slightly younger and th