In a room there seated about thirteen people around a glass round table. They were all well dressed, nine men in expensive-looking suits and four women in suit jackets and pencil skirts.Among these well-dressed individuals was Jackson, wearing a blue suit. He looked nervous. He WAS nervous, this meeting would determine If he would remain the CEO of Starkwood Motors.Getting up from a seat was Logan Weston. “Good day Members of the board”, Mr Weston said addressing all of them and giving a glare to Jackson. “I would like for us all to call a vote, not only to remove Blake Starkwood as the CEO of this company but to cut all ties with him”.“Time and time again he has proven not to care about the works of this company, he has no experience with business and he has an irresponsible nature that will no doubt bring us ruin if he remains as the CEO”.“I on the other hand I’m a well-experienced businessman, have been with this company for over a decade, and I am loyal to you all. It seems ra

Ms Belleford was right on the money. Jackson had come to her in order to persuade her to not just vote for him to remain CEO but aslo for most of the board members to vote with her as well.According to Adrian, she had that much power and his information had never failed him before so he would trust it.“Yes, yes it is”, Jackson answered. “I was hoping you would be inclined to vote for me to remain the CEO”.“Honest and Straightforward, I like that”, Ms. BelleFord said. “Before we continue allow me to properly apologise to you”, Ms Belleford said. “Apologise for what exactly?”, Jackson asked. “For not offering my condolences about your parents’ death until now, you may not have noticed but I was out of the country during your parents’ funeral, so I haven’t had time to tell you how sorry I am about your loss”, Ms. Belleford.“Oh thank you”, Jackson said. He tried to pull up a sad face but had no idea if he was doing it right. How do you fake grieve? Jackson wasn’t quite sure, he had n

Brian looked up at Jackson, he was in disbelief and in shock, and so was Rebecca how mouth was left upon. “Blake!”, Brian exclaimed. “YOU punched me? You?”. “Yeah, you should keep your hands to yourself”, Jackson said. The thing that both Rebecca and Jackson didn’t know was that the hand Jackson had used to punch Brian was seriously hurting, he didn’t say anything about it and tried to keep a straight face.If it didn’t it would ruin the current mood, and he would stop looking cool around Rebecca. Blake got up from the floor. “Well I’ll be damned you got some balls after all”, Brian said. “What’s up with you Bro? When you insulted me in the funeral I kinda understood, after all, It was your parent’s funeral, but laughing at my dad’s face when he brought you a deal of a lifetime, and punching me for this overpaid bitch”.“You ain’t acting like yourself at all”. Jackson said nothing. He didn’t know what to say, all he could think about was how he felt. Disgust. He felt disgusted just lo