EMERALD 4

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"You, okay? you look tense" Sara asked.

"Y-yeah of course" 

"Are you sure? The stockholders are currently waiting in the conference room. Just to let you know that Uncle James and the others are awaiting your decisions."

Taking a deep breath, she reflects on how Uncle James, her father's close friend, stood by her after the loss of her parents. He helped with her parents' funeral arrangements and supported her through the complexities of handling the company's affairs.

As she stepped into the company's lobby, a shiver ran through her. She looked around, her gaze taking in the surroundings she thought she'd never see again. Memories of her parents flooded back to her—their joy, their dedication. Her father had worked tirelessly to build this company, but now, due to vicious and ruthless individuals, it all might be lost.

"Good morning, Ma'am Everdin and Ms. Sara, welcome back. The stockholders are waiting for you". Her assistant Evette greeted her cheerfully.

"Thank you, Evette. Please prepare black coffee for us."

"Alright, ma'am, please follow this way."

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Evette opened the door and stepped in beside Sara, all eyes turned toward them.

"Emerald, hija!" Uncle James exclaimed, welcoming her back with a hug. "Oh my Jesus! You look even more stunning."

"I'm all good, Uncle," she said with a polite smile.

"Come on, come on, sit down beside me," he urged, pulling her down to sit. She smiled and followed him.

"Glad that you decided to show up now, I thought you were going to hide and sulk until the company and our money are gone".

Mr. Reese made a comment. She perceived hostility and judgment in his eyes.

Her gaze shifted toward him, the old man with the leering eyes she could never forget. She clutches her hands under the table, she was thankful it was out of sight, concealing her effort to control her emotions.

 Ah It was four years ago that he attempted to make her one of his mistresses. Such an old fool!

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She was in her office, staying past the usual hours. She extended her time to review documents from previous years when she was suddenly startled by the door opening. She was surprised to see Mr. Reese.

"Mr. Reese what are you doing here?" 

"E-Emerald... ah, there you are," he stuttered. The scent of alcohol wafted from him.

"How can I help you, Mr. Reese?" He doesn't usually visit the company especially at this hour, unless there is a general meeting that needed their presents.

"Hehe, certainly, you can help me." He said, attempting to walk straight to her table.

Help? She furrowed her brows in confusion. Mr. Reese was a well-known investor, happily married with two children, and she had never heard of any problems concerning him.

"Oh my Emerald, you are truly a beauty, so fresh," he murmured. She suddenly stood up as he reached out to touch her face.

"A-ah Mr. Reese, it's better you go home now since you're drunk".

"Oh no dear, I'm not" Still trying to touch her. She slapped his hands away.

"Sir, you're drunk. Would you like me to call your wife?" she asked, remaining calm while walking backward.

"Haha that retarded old woman" He laughed evilly as if he was not talking about her wife.

"Would you like me to call your assistant instead?" She suggested as attempted to reach her phone.

"Hmm"... He just hums and makes a step forward towards her.

"Mr. Reese, what are you doing?" The panic in her voice was evident.

"You know what dear Emerald I really l-like you, why don't you become my mistress hmm" He smiled shined.

"What!? Mr. Reese, please go home now, you're drunk. I'll call Mrs. Reese!" In her panic, she panickily dialed the police as she senses danger, but stopped abruptly as he grabbed her wrist. She dropped the phone and was trapped in the corner.

"Sir let me go!" She pushed him and was hit on the table. She grabbed the chance to run away from him, but unfortunately, his reflex fast caught her hips and slammed her into the wall. His eyes were red and full of lust.

"What the fuck! Such a brave one huh Haha do you think you can run away from me huh"

"Please let me go," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face in pain.

"Why don't you let me taste you first and I let you go hmmm" He tried to kiss her, but she acted to slap him.

"Aah fuck woman!" Her knees weaken as he hits her stomach.

"Please no I'm begging you"

"So long waiting to have you, this beautiful face and rock body will mine" He shredded her sleeve aggressively to show her inner tube.

"No! let me go! Please help! asking for help and hoping someone will hear her. 

"Haha no one can hear you woman! No one, nor your parents can't help you". "Hmm you smell so good, ah you're driving me crazy woman".

"V-vlad please help me" She murmured. She doesn't want to lose herself, she reserved herself to the only one man.

No, she would not let the old man have her! Spotting the dog figurine on her coffee table, she seized it without hesitation and struck his head.

"Ah, shit!" He cursed. Immediately afterward, he let her go and realized that he was bleeding.

She run away fast from him. "Fuck you! come back here woman!"

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She's controlling her emotions. Sara glanced at her and understood the meaning behind her eyes.

"And yes, of course, Mr. Reese, after all, I am still the owner of this company," she responded with a straight face.

"Huh, you're still holding your head high even though your company is going bankrupt," he smirked at her. "So, what's your plan to save this company, huh?"

"I'll attempt to rescue this company; I have a proposal here. Evette, please distri-"

"Do you really believe you can save this company in three months? Haha, that's laughable."

She was interrupted by his sudden outburst. "Mr. Reese, we can attempt to implement this plan within the timeframe given by the bank. Since our priority is to settle all debts, we must cut unnecessary expenses and enhance productivity. Additionally, we could negotiate with them for an extension of the deadline."

"Yes, we can try that method," her Uncle James agreed, supporting her decision.

"My dear, you've been away for so long and haven't heard of VSB Inc.?" He raised his eyebrows. "VSB doesn't give a chance to those bankrupt companies, and if you refuse to surrender this company, they can destroy you in an instant, by hook or by crook."

"We wish to withdraw our funds immediately," remarked one of the shareholders.

"Yes me as will" The one follow up.

Her gaze met Mr. Reese's, and she noticed a smirk playing on his lips.

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