Austin Corporation
Bradley awaited the arrival of a text message, a subtle curve adorning his lips.
At that precise moment, a knock resounded at the door. "CEO, the meeting is drawing to a close. Would you care to address the attendees?"
"No need. As I've instructed, let James take charge of rectifying this situation. After all, he's the one who dug this pit, so let him be the one to fill it."
Bradley's demeanor remained impassive as he spoke, yet his gaze remained fixed on the computer screen before him. Linked to the meeting room's projector, it divulged every detail discussed during the meeting.
Harry stood awkwardly by the door. Despite the CEO's incessant texting, all the board members were insistent on his personal presence. How could he possibly appease these obstinate old dire
