William put his hand on her back and led Wren out of the banquet altogether. He guided her down the back hallway and towards the elevators, to avoid the press people who could still be there. Neither of them spoke until they were inside, doors closing, and then William hit the button for the parking garage harder than necessary.
“What the hell was that?”
She leaned against the elevator wall, suddenly showing exhaustion.
“I didn’t like what went on in there at all,” William voiced out. We could have just said no.”
“What? You understand better than I how much we needed this deal.”
“Well, it’s not a do-or-die affair. There will always be other companies we can reach out to,” he argued.
“Yes I know, but Anthony’s got serious connections. All the reach we need. You said so y
