Chapter 133: Charity
"Mr. Zethan, our stock has decreased by ninety percent since your company decided to pause the partnership with us," one of the CEOs said. His voice was shaky, but he tried to remain firm as he stood at the side.
Inside the large hall, CEOs from various countries and companies were seated, while this particular CEO remained standing as the meeting began. It had been days now, and Zethan hadn’t returned home. With each passing day, his coldness only seemed to intensify—as though every little thing fueled it more.
Lucas stood silently by the door, watching, while Zethan sat at the head of the main table, surrounded by other CEOs, as the man continued nervously.
"So, Mr. Zethan... my company and I are hoping you could please reconsider and return to our partnership, as outlined in the contract—"
Zethan chuckled softly, and the room immediately plunged into a tense silence.
Since his arrival, Zethan hadn’t spoken—only listened to the different proposals and pleas. But now, he chuckled. Not a laugh of amusement, but a soft, bored sound—the kind that says You’re wasting my time, but go on... Somehow, that soft chuckle was more terrifying than silence itself. It was soft and cold at once.
Then, Zethan finally spoke.
"What did the contract say?"
The man began to tremble as he replied, "It... it says that even if both parties signed the agreement, Party A has the right to withdraw at any time."
"No rush, then. Let’s begin with the basics....Who is Party A?" Zethan asked as he leaned back, as if he had all the time in the world.
"Y... your company, Mr. Zethan," the CEO responded with a respectful bow.