"Mr. Zethan, our stock has decreased by ninety percent since your company decided to pause the partnership with us," one of the CEOs said. His voice was shaky, but he tried to remain firm as he stood at the side.
Inside the large hall, CEOs from various countries and companies were seated, while this particular CEO remained standing as the meeting began. It had been days now, and Zethan hadn't returned home. With each passing day, his coldness only seemed to intensify—as though every little thing fueled it more.
Lucas stood silently by the door, watching, while Zethan sat at the head of the main table, surrounded by other CEOs, as the man continued nervously.
"So, Mr. Zethan… my company and I are hoping you could please reconsider and return to our partnership, as outlined in the contract—"
Zethan chuckled softly, and the room immediately plunged into a tense silence.
