The silence that followed my words was deafening. Robert’s complexion turned a ghostly white, as if he had seen his own demise. The reality of the situation dawned on him. There was no sarcasm in his voice now, no veneer of superiority. He was a man on the brink of losing everything he had taken for granted, everything he had thought secure.
Helen’s voice crackled through the phone, crisp and professional. “The Chairman agrees, ma’am. We’ve already initiated the process. Please come to the office to sign your contract.” Her words were like a knell, echoing the end of the life Robert had known.
I ended the call, slipping the phone back into my pocket. Robert sank to his knees, his arrogance replaced by a pitiful desperation. “Anna, please… I’ll change. I’ll make it right. You can’t do this to me. We can fix this.”
