Karter and Bryce didn’t even glance at him. They just kept their eyes on the shareholders, waiting for a decision.
The shareholders looked at each other, clearly picking up on Hank’s silence.
“Mr. Meyer, would you like to say something?” Cameron asked, sounding tentative.
Everyone already knew the Meyer family was trying to muscle in on Ramos Corporation. Hank’s bid might even outdo the others.
But Hank just opened his mouth—and nothing came out.
Karter shot him a look, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Mr. Meyer, if you don’t have the cash, maybe you should stop wasting everyone’s time.”
Hank’s face went from red to white in a flash. He sent Reese a furious glare, all bitterness and frustration. “Don’t get too pleased with yourself, Reese. I can’t buy Ramos Corporation this time, but I promise you, I’ll make sure your life isn’t easy in the future.”
He grabbed his briefcase and practically ran out, slamming the door so hard the room shook.
The conference room went dead silent. Reese checked her watch and said, “You all can talk it over.”
A long pause. Finally, Cameron spoke. “I’m selling my shares. At least then I won’t get dragged down if Ramos Corporation goes under.”
The other shareholders nodded in quick agreement. “Yeah, that’s probably for the best.”
“Reese, it’s not that we don’t trust you,” one of them added, “but at this point, bankruptcy is just a matter of time. We have to look out for ourselves.”
Reese nodded, her tone easy. “I get it. I wish you all the best.”
She glanced at Bryce and Karter. “Do what you need to.”
An hour later, all the paperwork was signed and notarized online.


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