"We are going to sell the stocks to the highest bidder, that's all. Does anyone have any objections?" Andreas asked from the head of the table where he was sitting, his fingers intertwined and holding up his chin. A cruel smirk formed on his lips when he noticed every person in the room shuffling as they tried not to make eye contact with him.
Clara, who had a special chair placed beside her husband, crossed her legs. "Honey, I think they all already know how you put the company's interest first. They don't have anything to say, right?" Clara asked with a smile that made her eyes crinkle.
Andreas puffed with pride, enjoying his wife's sweet words, which was the reason why he even made her stay beside him during meetings like this. Clearing his throat, he tried not to smile too much and continued,
