Iâll guide you through it, and if necessary, put all the blame on me.
â
Sally was terrified.
But Lucinda eventually succeeded in persuading her.
Meanwhile, news of the Hudson Groupâs food safety issues had been circulating online for two days, dealing a severe blow to the company.
All its hotels and restaurants faced boycotts.
Their stock prices plummeted, resulting in significant financial losses.
Quintin exhausted every possible solution in an attempt to quell their problems but found no success.
Unable to remain passive any longer, he sought out Cyrus for assistance.
In a private room of the restaurant, Quintin nervously rubbed his hands, uncertain of whether Cyrus would lend his help.
His anxiety weighed heavily as he waited in silence.
Five minutes later, the door creaked open.
Cyrus entered with a stoic expression.
His eyes were aflame with displeasure.
Quintin quickly rose from his chair, flashing a charming smile as he greeted Cyrus.
âMr.
Simmons, itâs wonderful to see you finally arrive.
Please, take a seat.
â
Cyrus, however, scowled and retorted with irritation, âWhatâs with the âfinally arrivedâ? Are you blaming me for being late?â
âNo, no, thatâs not what I meant at all! Iâm genuinely honored to have you here.
Iâm thrilled! How could I possibly blame you?â Quintin offered an apologetic smile.
âI shouldnât have said that.
Mr.
Simmons, please forgive me.
â
Cyrus glanced at him and seemed content with the apology.
Quintin wasnât dumb.
He sensed Cyrusâ underlying hostility.
He had scolded him upon arrival, clearly trying to assert dominance.
But Quintin needed Cyrusâ assistance.
With a warm smile, he led Cyrus to a seat respectfully
and poured him a glass of wine.
âSir, Iâd like to drink this as a gesture of apology.
â
Cyrus, however, didnât reach for the glass.
In a cold tone, he asked, âWhat do you want? Iâm swamped with work and canât afford to waste any minute.
â
Quintin found himself momentarily speechless.
Feeling embarrassed, he set the wine aside and continued, âSir, have you been following the recent news about the Hudson Group?â
Cyrus gazed at him coldly and uninvitingly, not uttering a word.