Meanwhile, at the Everett mansion, Gilbert sat behind the executive desk in his study. His expression was tight, his thoughts calculating the tempting yet fearful offer hanging at the back of his mind, while an object flicker red beneath his seat.
Should he give Zane the new demands?
But he knew that would be risky, considering how unpredictable the relationship between Selina and Zane was. The young man still treated her distantly, yet he was strangely overprotective of her.
Raising his hands to his face, Gilbert rubbed the weary eyes of his that blurred for a second against the pressure weighing on him lately.
Since he left Zane's office, he had been occupied with documents that would be in his favour for the merger. Gilbert didn't have the space to think more logically when his door swung open.
His assistant, an elderly man in his early fifties, stormed inside, panting.
He bowed quickly before speaking.
"Chairman Gilbert. The company is in trouble."
