"I will come to the hospital tomorrow for my own treatment. I have some things to sort out here. Thank you for coming by the way."
Athena didn’t bother nodding at the half-ass appreciation from Alfonso. She’d rather talk to Gianna, who was watching the ambulance officials carry Mag on the stretcher to the van.
Gianna, who wanted to shout, "Karma is a bummer," but who, like Athena, didn’t really wish damning sicknesses on people. That would be a tad too harsh, even if Mag had made things a bit difficult for her in the past.
"Will you stay for the meeting?" She heard Athena ask, and casually shrugged her shoulders.
"Since I’m already here, I might as well do the same. I was thinking the meeting would be held in another location, but this is better."
Athena nodded, and together they returned to find Alfonso had settled into a chair. He looked as though he had just lost a game of musical chairs and was trying to reclaim his spot at the table.
Not bothered, they shut the door behind them, sealing off the outside world for their little meeting.
"Thank you for agreeing to the meeting," Alfonso said, attempting to sound grateful.
Athena merely nodded, her expression as bland as the last piece of bread left in a lunchbox.
"The meeting was called because of the company. I want you to buy it."
Athena’s eyes remained as flat as a pancake as she looked at Alfonso for a mere second. "You changed your mind?"
"Yes," he replied with surprising enthusiasm.
"What about Ewan?" Athena pressed, crossing her arms on her chest.
"Forget about Ewan."
Athena nodded her head slowly. It would mean that Ewan had refused to buy the company, or he had offered a lesser amount, noting the current state of his company. "I’ll take it then. I’ll just have to draft some documents."
Alfonso shook his head vigorously. "There’s no need for that. I already drafted it!" He immediately got up from the sofa and strutted over to the cabinet.
Athena exchanged a glance with Gianna, who found Alfonso’s haste concerning.
When he returned and handed the document over to Athena, she decided to voice her opinion. "Why the hurry, Alfonso? This is, as you call it, your baby. Why are you in such a rush to sell? Is there no way to salvage the situation like Ewan has done?"
Alfonso bit back a retort. Salvage? Even though Ewan’s truth at the press conference hadn’t shed light on his role in their divorce, his company’s stocks had continued to drain like water from a cracked bucket.
The shareholders had all pulled out, but Athena didn’t need to know that his company was almost worth nothing.
Once he got the hundred million dollars, he would leave the city with his treated wife. Or no, he would stay and start over, think of something new, make some investments.
Speaking of investments, he made a note to invite Ethan for a meeting about the shares. This was the best time. A thin smile perched on his lips. A hundred million dollars could do a lot.
He watched as Athena blandly went through the document, and wondered why she wasn’t smiling or gloating over this potentially juicy deal.
But he didn’t give up; he sent a text instead: ’Is your offer still up for my company?’
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