Chapter 21
The CEO's Amazing Ex-Wife Is Back!
hapter 21 Three Years Later Mrs. Miller, our stocks have dropped againâ
âWhat?â Linda Miller shot to her feet, her cold gaze directed at her CFO, who began quivering on her heels The CFO was afraid of going on, but she knew the news had to be delivered. âOur stocks dropped by 8% just this morning was sitting in the chair across from his motherâs desk. Seeing the stricken look on her face, he feared she was going to have a heart attack. He quickly rushed to her side.
Mum, are you okay?â
âOkay? How can I be okay, Kris? Didnât you hear what she just said? Our stocks have dropped again, 8% in less than a day?
Linda complained.
Kris pursed his lips into a grim line, also knowing how serious this was. Within just one year, the stocks and sales of his motherâs fashion company had fallen by a whopping 50%. An additional 8% meant they were close to 60% depreciation And it was all because of a new rival company called TT Fashion.
That company hadnât even existed until three years ago, yet it had emerged out of nowhere and was conquering the world of fashion.
It sold its products and designs at prices that were outrageously lower than his motherâs company or any other top brand, yet it used the same quality materials and expensive publicity.
Thatâs not all, Mrs. Miller,â the CFO said hesitantly.
âWhat the hell could be worse than this? Linda snarled.
The CFO swallowed before quickly letting out the news. âTT Fashion just announced that theyâll be reducing their prices again by 5%, which means our sales might drop again.â
Linda felt like she was being bathed with ice as fury burned through her. âWhat the hell is this?â
âMum, calm down. Getting this upset isnât good for you, Kris said.
âBut how can I calm down? That company is already selling their designs at outrageously low prices, and they want to reduce their prices again?â Linda seethed in disbelief. âAre they doing business or running a charity?
âMrs. Miller, you know thereâs a way we can mitigate this crisis,â the CFO said.
Linda stared at her steely. âAnd what way is that?â
âBy lowering our pri=â
âDonât you even dare say it!â Linda cut her off sharply.
Kris sighed. âMum, Fatima is right. It wonât kill us to lower our prices a bit. It can help us rotate the +25 BORRIS customers we have currently so that we can focus on drawing back the ones weâve lost.â
âNo! No! No!â his mother protested, moving away from him. âI donât even want to hear it, Kris. Lowering our prices will make people think weâre afraid and that weâre bowing down to that small company. We need to keep our prestige. The Miller family doesnât bow to anyone!â
Kris was a bit frustrated now. Heâd tried to talk this issue over with her several times and it never led anywhere His mother seemed to care more about prestige than the losses she was incurring.
âBesides, you told me you were going to set up an appointment with whoever the owner of that company 7 still havenât been able to talk to the owner,â Kris said regretfully.
That was another problem, nobody knew who the owner of this new company was. Nobody even knew his or her name.
Even though the owner had set up a branch of their company in Baltimore, they had never revealed themselves. It seemed like the main branch was based in New York, and yet Krisâs attempts to set up a meeting with him or her had always proved unsuccessful.
It was as if the owner was a ghost. But every time the company brought something new out or made an advert, it affected his motherâs company the most.
A knock sounded on his motherâs office door. Since his mother was too agitated, Kris called out for the person to come in. His motherâs secretary entered, an envelope in hand.
âWhat is it?â Linda demanded. If she received any more bad news, she was going to explode. 1 âAn invitation card was dropped off at the office just now, Mrs. Miller.â
âFrom who?â
âTT Fashion.â
They all stiffened before his mother came forward to snatch the card from the secretaryâs hand.
âSo the owner is finally ready to show her face,â she snorted. âWho do they think they are, sending an invitation at such short notice?â
âCan I see?â Kris asked and stretched out his hand. His mother gave it to him.
His brows creased as he read the text on the card. It was an invitation for a masquerade gala party set for the day after Halloween, which was just in two days.
The invitation was personally addressed to his mother and the Miller family. Looking at how they addressed the Miller Fashion House as âone of the most prestigious and successful fashion companies, Kris felt like they were mocking them. T His suspicions increased. Why was the owner suddenly ready to reveal herself just when his motherâs company was at its lowest?
Why did he feel like everything this new company did was purposely to sabotage his motherâs fashion company?
âShould I send our acceptance?â the secretary asked.
Chapter 21 25 BO âNo,â Linda quickly responded. âIf we accept, theyâre going to think we are desperate to meet them.â
âNo, accept their invitation,â Kris countered.
His mother stared at him in displeasure. âBut son...â
âMum, this is not the time to be stubborn or proud. Weâve been wanting a meeting with them for months now. This is our opportunity. Besides, other designers and fashion companies will be invited too. Not showing up wonât make a good impression.â
Kris didnât know why, but the thought of meeting the owner of TT Fashion made him eager and nervous at the same time.
Who was he or she?
Donât worry, mum Iâm going to sort this crisis out for you.â He promised.
He hoped to talk to the owner and strike a deal that could benefit them all.
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