Chapter 4 - Ryan’s Cruel Public Remarks
The investors gathered around the living room fireplace, tossing back expensive scotch while discussing leveraged buyouts and hostile takeovers.
Ryan stood at the center of the group, holding court as if he were the king of Wall Street.
“By next quarter, our expansion will absorb three more mid-tier logistics companies in the tri-state area,” Ryan boasted proudly.
“And what about your domestic overhead, Ryan? Still managing that charity case you picked up from the diner?” Arthur mocked.
Laughter erupted around the room, rich, arrogant, and entirely devoid of human empathy or decency.
Ryan smiled thinly, looking over at me with a gaze that promised severe punishment once the guests departed.
“Every man needs a pet to remind him of his own benevolence, Arthur,” Ryan remarked cruelly.
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My fingers curled tightly around the edge of my apron, the pain in my wrist grounding me in reality.
The countdown had begun, and the clock was ticking down to the moment everything Ryan owned would vanish.
