Attlee, worried it might trigger her illness, quickly said, "Alright, we're leaving; don't get angry. There's still breakfast in that bag; you can have it later."
"If you guys don't leave, I'm going to call someone! Take your stuff and get out!"
"Okay, okay." Attlee quickly helped Olga up, signaling her to leave.
Olga gave him a dirty look. Why should they leave? The issue wasn't resolved; they needed Grace's help. Otherwise, that girl, Rosemary, won't drop the lawsuit; she won't go all in like before.
They were just begging Grace in tears, wasting a lot of precious breakfast. They needed to fix this today.
Otherwise, it's a mega loss!
"Let's go!" Attlee grabbed her hand and forced her to leave.
As soon as they stepped out of the room, Olga couldn't help but shake off his hand, scolding him, "What are you doing? If Grace agrees, maybe Rose would even give us LY or even let us plot for a position to become nominal shareholders. Wouldn't that be a better deal?"
