"I've said it before, I won't sign this contract," Gem Atkinson reiterated. The man, also dressed in a black suit, had a grim face devoid of any smile.
The conference room remained in a tense deadlock for some time.
Despair and fury were evident in Tiffany Mamet's eyes. She couldn't understand why, even when she had been so compromising, that man was still so stubborn?
Emmett Atkinson chuckled and said, "That's why I say, changing the president is currently the best shortcut for the Atkinson Group to get out of its predicament."
"Let's hold a shareholder meeting and vote on it," a shareholder suggested.
"I agree, let's vote following the old rules," another shareholder said.
Emmett Atkinson stood up, leaning on the table, and said, "My uncles have indeed not disappointed me and are willing to consider the overall interests of the Atkinson Group. However, before we vote, I would like to have a private word with your president."
The President's office.
