“Carter, the companies are declining; you will have to sell 60 percent of them; that rival company is ruining us; besides, the clubs and casinos can no longer sustain the liquor consortium.” Carter's face paled immediately when Albert announced the declining numbers of the company.
In the past few years, Carter had worked hard to increase the consortium's income and the clubs, but in the last year, a new rival company appeared, driving them to bankruptcy. To save his company, he had to sell the majority of his shares. He felt frustrated that, after so much effort, he had to give in and hand everything over to a new company.
He grabbed his hair in frustration. His hard features were worn out from thinking so much about a solution. He brought his index finger to his nose in thought and ask
