At Harmon Industries,
In the conference room, the shareholders were demanding Leon's presence, trapped in the conference room. Harmon security guards were at the door without letting them go out. As time passed, one after the other started to fall completely quiet.
The same middle-aged man carefully noticed the many shareholders were answering a call, then they were panicking and falling silent. It was very easy to guess they were being controlled.
He quickly dropped a message to a contact, [Looks like Leon Harmon is taking charge. What are you going to do?]
He waited but the response didn't come. He dialed the number but pretended to be receiving the call when others looked at him. He rushed to the corner of the hall making sure none were close to him. [Sir, the things don't look in your favor. I guess you should come and sway their decision.] He whispered.
