Silent Alliances
Sam's Point of View
The boardroom was bathed in the golden glow of the late afternoon sun, but the tension in the air felt colder than a midwinter night. Around the polished mahogany table sat a group of powerful men and women, their expressions a mixture of curiosity, skepticism, and the kind of greed that only existed in corporate empires. These were the shareholders, the people who had a say in my company's future. And right now, I need them on my side.
I straightened my tie and glanced at the files neatly stacked in front of me. My third assistant, Jenna, stood discreetly by the door, giving me a subtle nod. Everything was in place. This wasn't just another meeting; it was a battle. And I wasn't leaving this room without a victory.
