âThe Summit Ltd representatives arrived early.
Their partner choice in Duefron isnât just limited to our company.
Numerous contenders vie for the same opportunity.
Thereâs a dinner event tonight.
Youâll accompany me.
â
Albert took a couple of drags from his cigarette before continuing, âThis deal needs to be sealed.
Iâm planning to return to Heronâs head office next year, but we need someone overseeing operations here.
â
Rising from his seat, Albert approached Melissa and gave her shoulder a reassuring pat.
Melissa grasped the implication.
Albert drew deeply from his cigarette and added, âOnce itâs concluded, Iâll grant you one percent of Waston Groupâs shares as a gesture of goodwill.
â
Albertâs appreciation and investment in Melissa werenât solely driven by personal sentiment.
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Coming from modest beginnings, Albert had faced hurdles in establishing himself within the Waston family.
He required a confidant, and Melissa was the one he groomed for the role.
Naturally, he was aware of Melissaâs evolving relationship with Marcus.
Snuffing out the cigarette, Albert remarked, âMelissa, at the end of the day, what you hold in your hands is truly yours.
â
Melissa comprehended the significance.
Three years prior, Albertâs proposition wouldnât have held much appeal for Melissa.
However, circumstances had changed, and she now needed to support Matthew.
She also couldnât forget Marcusâ assertion that she was undeserving.
If she possessed nothing, did she deserve a relationship?
Melissa nodded and replied, âI understand, Mr.
Waston.
â
Albert examined her for a moment, but then simply smiled and said, âVery well.
Get back to work.
â
Melissa exited the office.
Leaning against the desk, Albert lit another cigarette.
As he smoked, thoughts of Jessie crossed his mind.
Yet he only smiled and waved it off.
At five oâclock in the evening, Marcus sent Melissa a message, saying, âWhen will you finish work?â
It was then that Melissa recalled Marcusâ invitation.
Fearing he might show up at her place again tonight, she pondered for a moment before responding, âI have a dinner event that I canât skip.
â
Marcus didnât press the matter.
Seated in his leather chair, Marcus idly scrolled through his phone.
Sylvia reminded him in hushed tones, âThe Summit Ltd case is rather significant.
The potential profit is around $20 billion.
Albert is placing great importance on it.
â
Marcus remained silent, his chair swiveling without a word escaping his lips.
Sylvia refrained from speaking, sensing Marcusâ silent jealousy.