People's eyes were rekindled with hope. Now that Vivian Drew had apologized, surely Caleb Mamet should let them go, let the Drew family off the hook.
The banquet hall was silent, everyone's breath slowed down, waiting quietly for Caleb to speak. He remained silent, and no one dared to urge him, fearing to anger this living king of hell.
After a long silence, Caleb seemed to have had enough of the humiliating expressions on Vivian and Boyd Drew's faces. He slowly opened his eyes with an indifferent smile, "Fine."
Sean Price stepped forward to convey his CEO's intentions. "The CEO will immediately drop the lawsuit, but you must withdraw all the perfumes, destroy the perfume bottles, and also compensate the CEO 1.8 billion dollars."
The faces of the Drew family members were ashen. Sir Drew felt a dull pain in his chest, so much so that he couldn't speak. Even if they were unwilling, they had to grit their teeth and accept this outcome.
