Miguel leaned back in the plush outdoor chair, the evening air brushing against his face. His phone was pressed to his ear, his tone sharp and slightly elevated.
“Disregard the proposal,” he said firmly, pausing for the response on the other end.
John, his senior staff member, hesitated before replying. “Are you sure about this, sir? The board seemed quite impressed with Miss Moore’s proposal. It aligns well with our goals.”
Miguel’s voice hardened. “I don’t care what the board thinks. I said we’re not working with Moore Enterprises, and that’s final,” he said, unwilling to discuss it further.
John cleared his throat nervously, sensing the tension in Miguel’s words. “Understood, sir. I’ll pass the instructions along. But if I may—”
“You may not,” Miguel interrupted sharply. “This isn’
