The market was far from expansive. The ventures of the KM Group and the King Group often clashed, making them rivals in many business dealings.
Upon hearing these words,Renee dashed out.
She glared at Grandpa Paul who supported up by Andrew, with one hand gripping a cane, standing just outside the president's office conference room.
Marcelo, seated in a wheelchair, was surrounded by a cluster of KM Group's top executives, who stood in silence, seemingly too stunned to speak.
Evidently, they hadn't anticipated that their president would be the black sheep of the King family.
“Why are you here?"Marcelo’s attention snapped to Renee almost immediately upon the elevator's opening.
Her hair was disheveled, as if she had run all the way.
Observing her high heels,his brow fu
