Third Person's POV
When she returned to the meeting room, the atmosphere was still stiff, cold, tense, and it made Viona nervous all over again.
She let out a slow breath as she sat down. Her husband was still busy discussing something with Kingston's staff.
Viona wanted to join in, but they weren't talking about today's meeting anymore. She could only watch in silence because it didn't feel like her place to chime in.
"Ehm… can I have your attention, please?" The man acting as host stepped onto the podium.
The whispers in the room slowly died down, all attention shifting to him as he prepared to announce the stockholder voting results.
