Emily Harper
"We have decided that McMillan Global will not be merging with the Wyatt Group," I said, trying my best to stop the trembling of my voice.
I was trying my very hardest to retain my composure. I could feel Cody's eyes burning in my back, but I did not dare to look at him. My eyes were fixated on Rye. I wanted so much for him to look at me, to give me some hint as to what he was thinking. But he didn't. He held his chin high, his face still and his lips slightly parted. He wasn't reacting at all. He was dead silent.
"McMillan Global is not in the business of losing money," Mr. Powell barked. "What you said Miss Harper sounds like a very bad proposition."
"I don't understand," said the balding board member whose name I could not even pronounce. "Everyone's happy with the Wya
