Matthew Wellington slammed his fist on the table and rose. "How dare you betray me!"
"This is my business."
"BlueBird is my sweat."
"I have worked harder than any of you here. Marcus tried to help you three, make a living with the roles you play in his company, but l invested eeeeverything here."
"My trust."
"My wealth."
"My relationships. My family. My company in Baltimore?" Everything!!. I invested, in Marcus' dream. At the end, a denial to lead is all l get? Matthew was enraged. His voice vibrated so high a pitch, that the noise detector, picked it as unsafe and very dangerous. It took security to caution him.
Now, he was in tears.
Matthew Wellington was in his mid fifties. He had started his tech company in Baltimore, but his services fell short of excellence. His clients wanted something he could not offer at that time, so one by one, they left in search of a permanent solution, which they found in NewYork.
Marcus impressed all of them, leaving no crumbs.
