WE'RE WITHDRAWING OUR SHARES

“Follow me,” Grey instructed the secretary as soon as he stepped out of his office.

Marching towards the conference room, his mind kept racing, conceiving different thoughts regarding the urgent meeting. When he entered, all the members were seated with their faces tight up in a frown.

From their expression, he can tell that the urgent meeting must have been arranged due to a pressing ugly event.

“Good morning, everyone. I'm sorry for coming late,” he said apologetically as he sat down while his secretary stood beside him.

“You don't need to apologize, Mr. Grey. We were the ones that organized the meeting without your consent,...