[ZACH]
I reached out to Jeff early in the morning, reluctantly considering his offer. The success of Davis Group hung in the balance, and my pride had to take a backseat. Jeff suggested that Pearl should choose the lunch venue. I agreed and called her into my office.
“Miss Collins, can you come in here for a moment?” I said through the intercom.
A few moments later, Pearl entered, her expression a mix of curiosity and concern. “You wanted to see me sir?”
I took a deep breath. “We need this deal, Pearl. Jeff agreed to meet, but he wants you to choose the location for the lunch. I need you to do your best. The company’s future is in your hands.”
Her eyes widened slightly, but she nodded with determination. “I understand. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
As she left my office, I couldn’t sha
