Ramos scoffed. "Well, mom, if we leave loose ends like that hanging, all it takes is Abigail convincing that man to side with her. If she gets him on her side—just him—this entire thing could go sideways. You know that."
Amelia folded her arms, rolling her eyes. "Then what do we do? Wait around for him to bless us with a response?"
"No," Penelope said sternly. "We don't wait. I'm already planning something. I just wanted JSK Holding to finalize first. Once that's done, I'll know what I can offer Maddox if he plays hardball."
Ramos looked unconvinced but said nothing more.
Penelope turned to him with a faint smirk. "Don't worry, Ramos. Arthur Maddox may be a stubborn relic, but everyone has a price. And I intend to find his."
At that moment, the atmosphere in the room tensed slightly. The laughter faded. Everyone began to realize what Ramos had pointed out: this wasn't just about acquiring shares—it was a battle for control.
