bursts through the door, his face twisted in anger Shut it! The board's on my ass again.
Oh, what did they want this time?
rolls his eyes Geez, do you really need to ask? They wanted more money, more power, more everything! Those greedy fucks can never be satisfied.
Sounds like another day at the office, huh?
throws his suit jacket onto the couch More like another fucking headache.
Well, maybe you should fire them or better yet hire their evil twin.
narrows his eyes and smirks Oh, trust me, I've considered it. But you know as well as I do that they'd probably sue me for harassment.
Why don't you just give them what they want then?
snaps It's not that simple! You know the stakes involved here. I can't just hand over the company's future on a silver platter.
leans in, his voice dripping with frustration Because it's my goddamn company, and I won't let those leeches dictate my every move.
And all this stress isn't going to kill you or anything?
laughs sarcastically Kill me? Please, I'm made of tougher stuff than that. Stress isn't going to take me down without a fight.
Sure, sure. Just remember to take care of yourself, okay?
rolls his eyes Take care of myself? You think that's easy when I've got a board breathing down my neck?
Easy? No. But necessary? Yes.
sighs heavily Look, I get it. You're worried about me. But right now, I need more than your concern.
Maxwell Sterling reveals that he has been offered a position as CEO of a rival company by his nemesis, Mr. Johnson.
What the hell? Is he serious?
leans back, a calculating look in his eyes No, this isn't some sick joke. Mr. Johnson came to me with an offer.
Oh, shit. How long have you been keeping this to yourself?
leans forward, his voice low and intense I found out about it last week, but I wanted to handle it my way. I didn't want to worry you unless absolutely necessary.
Good, because this shit just got real.
narrows his eyes, his voice filled with determination I won't let that bastard steal what's rightfully mine.
Then what are you gonna do?
leans back, his mind racing I need to come up with a plan. I can't just let Mr. Johnson take everything I've worked for.
Okay. Anything else I can do to help?
pauses for a moment, considering Actually, yes. There is something you can do. Help me gather information on Mr. Johnson.
leans forward, his eyes gleaming with intensity We need to find out his weaknesses, his secrets, anything that can be used against him.
smirks Also, I need you to arrange a meeting with him. Pretend like it's just a casual conversation, but try to get him to reveal his true intentions.
leans back, crossing his arms One more thing. I need you to reach out to our closest allies and form an alliance. We can't take on Mr. Johnson alone.
stands up abruptly, pacing the room We have to act fast. Time is not on our side. I need you to start gathering the information and making arrangements immediately.