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The Clark Family company was now under dark clouds.
The atmosphere was as oppressive as if a disaster was imminent.
In the Main Conference Room, nearly all the shareholders had arrived and were sitting in their seats, silent.
Jacob Clark, furious, looked across at them, "Isn't there a single one of you who opposes the acquisition?"
"Really, not even one?"
The response came from the quiet conference room; all the shareholders kept their heads down, as if the notebooks on the table were particularly fascinating, absorbed in their reading. Even those who didn't have meeting notebooks on their tables just stared at their cups, as if the floating tea leaves were some kind of miracle, not taking their eyes off them.
The secretary tiptoed in, filled everyone's glasses with water, and then slowly left…
