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His eyes flickered with calculation as he turned to Mr. Ramos, a forced grin spreading across his face. “Mr.
Ramos,”
“Ramos, I've changed my mind. | want my shares back. In fact, I'd be willing to pay an extra ten percent for
them. Heck, we can even talk about twenty percent if you're interested.”
“Even if you offereddouble, I still wouldn't sell! I've already transferred the shares to Ms. Campbell. If | went
back on my word for such a petty gain, how could | ever hold my head high in the business world?”
Mr. Ramos dismissed him with a wave, as though swatting away something unworthy. “Mr. Campbell, the
contract is clear, and I've already paid you. Are you treating this like skind of childish game?”
The contract had been prepared in two copies. Carrie handed one of the copies to Mr. Ramos.
Mr. Ramos took the document and, glancing briefly at Kristopher and Carrie, said with a polite smile, “Mr. Norris,
Mrs. Norris, | have a few more matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. | look forward to any future
opportunities to work together.”
Carrie stifled a chuckle. He was clearly on her side, but had to pretend not to know her. She imagined it must
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthave been a bit awkward for him to keep up the facade. She offered a courteous nod in his direction. “Thank you,
Mr. Ramos.”
Once Mr. Ramos had left, an older executive spoke up, his voice steady. “Ms.
“Campbell, I'm willing to stay and help you rebuild. Your mother was the one who gavea chance when | was
at my lowest. Tristan and the other shareholders only thought about quick gains; they completely destroyed
what your mother had worked tirelessly to create.”
Carrie glanced up at him. He was dressed in an old jacket, clearly outdated by at least ten years, its color dull
from countless washes. She recognized him immediately. He worked in the technical department.
According to both her own research and Oliver's reports, his record was spotless. Despite being paid poorly over
the years, he had never once left the company. She also faintly remembered that he had paid a visit to her
mother’s grave once.
No sooner had he finished speaking than other employees began to express their willingness to stay and support
Carrie.
With the situation having shifted, the previous issues were now resolved, and they now had the strong support of
the Norris Group behind them.
Carrie gave a nod and pulled out a document. “Here's the company’s short-term development plan. Sof the
projects will need adjustments. This is just a draft, so if you have any ideas or feedback, don’t hesitate to let me
know. I've said all | needed to for today. If anyone else has anything to discuss, now’s the time.”
The employees, who had been dejected before, were now energized and enthusiastically sharing their ideas.
Carrie's leadership had sparked a new wave of hope for the future, and the team felt motivated once more.
As they shared detailed strategies and suggestions, the room began to buzz with energy. Many employees, who
had initially judged Carrie based on Tristan’s disparaging comments, now saw her in a completely different light.
Her sharp market insights and clear understanding of industry trends were impressive—far from the clueless
housewife Tristan had painted her to be.
Several secretly felt relieved that they hadn't said anything offensive earlier. Seven thought that Tristan’s
greatest losses in life weren't his business ventures but the women he'd failed to value—his ex-wife, who had
been the backbone of his family, and Carrie, who had the skills and determination to breathe life back into the
company. Yet, he had foolishly let them slip away.
Speople just can’t hold onto good fortune, even when it's handed to them.
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