What could he do here?
He would just satisfy his own selfishness by keeping her here forever, wouldn't he?
Would he let her despise him for the rest of her life?
He didn't want to see that look in her eyes anymore, so desperate and filled with intense resentment.
John Fame rubbed his temple and pressed the phone button: "Let Zack Shaw come."
"Very well, Mr. Fame."
A minute later, Zack Shaw stood in the CEO's office: "Mr. Fame, you wanted to see me."
John Fame was sitting with his head down, his fingers gently rubbing his temple, covering most of his face: "What's the situation with the Smith Group?"
"Some minor shareholders have already sold their shares to us. Some board members of the Smith Group have also changed their minds."
