Chapter 47 A Mother's Cry

Armstrong Smith leaned back in his chair, the faint creak of the leather filling the silence between him and Nina. His mind was working fast—too fast for comfort. His company, once a booming empire, was now on the brink of bankruptcy. And with the investors pulling out, things were getting worse by the hour. He rubbed his temple, trying to fight off the headache that threatened to pound its way in. Nina sat across from him, her fingers drumming lightly on the desk. "You heard the news, right?" she asked, her tone steady but laced with concern. "The investors are ready to pull out of the project. They're not happy with the direction the company's heading. They’re getting cold feet."