"Those old-timers on the board were unhappy with your performance in the competition. They've had a few meetings about it and even drafted a contract. It's on your desk, and they want you to sign it, give up your executive rights to the company, and just take a fixed dividend each month." This was outrageous! Iris was so upset and worried that her voice was more agitated than usual, and Hans, sitting nearby, could hear it.
Despite her anger at the board members, Molly kept her calm and asked softly, "Where are you now?" "They've kicked me out of the company. I'm at home. Don't bother going to the company. I'm worried the old-timers will give you a hard time. Come home, and we'll figure something out together.” "We have to face this problem sooner or later.” Molly thought that delaying the issue was not the solution, and they had no better ideas either.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMolly continued, "I'm heading to the company right away. Don't wait up for me for dinner. Don't worry, | got this." "Molly." Iris's voice became hoarse, choked with sobs.
All the stress and difficulties fell on Molly's shoulders, and she felt terribly guilty.
"Mom, our lives will get better. Don't be sad. Wipe your tears." Molly could hear her crying, "The more people want us to fall, the more we have to stand tall and show them that we're not so easily beaten.” Iris was moved to tears by her words, and the sound of her soft sobbing came through the phone.
"Okay, Mom, you go calm yourself down, have a cup of coffee, look at some flowers. I'll be home as soon as I've sorted things out." After comforting her mother, Molly hung up the call. Hans couldn't help but ask, "You in some kind of trouble?" "It's nothing." Molly didn't say much, just feeling a bit overwhelmed.
At her age, with no managerial experience or notable achievements, it was only normal that the old-timers on the board disapproved of her. But they went so far as to kick her mother out, and this was just too much.
"Do you need my help?" Hans looked at her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMolly shook her head, "You can't help with this." This was something she had to face alone.
She said, "Could you drop me off at the Cooper Group?" Ten minutes later, they pulled up at the front of the Cooper Group, and Molly thanked him gratefully.
"Hans, you brought me back home today, gave me a transfusion, cared for me, and drove me here. | should have treated you to a meal, but something's come up. I'l make it up to you when | have the chance. Thank you so much for today." Seeing her being so polite made Hans feel awkward, "Don't mention it." "I'l head in then." As Molly walked into the company building, Hans watched through the car window. Two receptionists were pointing and whispering about her. They didn't welcome her arrival and even looked a bit disdainful.
He and his sister had thought that if they returned the company to the Cooper family, Molly and her mother's lives would improve.