Chapter Thirty-Two

The moment the elevator hit the top floor and its door opened, Rome walked into the corridor along with Mr. Orlando and K.

Then he faced his father and said, “You know what to do, right?”

“Yeah. But can you handle this end?” Mr. Ford asked with worry in his expression.

“Father, I…”

“Rome, inside that conference hall, are the top beasts in the business industry, and if you can't tame them, you wouldn't earn their submission.” 

“Have a little faith in me. I'm your son after all.”

As his expression relaxed, Mr. Ford rested his palm on Rome’s cheek, patted it, and said, “You have my full trust, son. I'm proud of you.”

Afterward, he drew his hand to his side and the bodyguard pressed button one. Then the elevator door closed.

“Let's go,” Rome mumbled, glancing at Mr. Orlando.

The conference room was quiet as everyone anxiously waited, expecting Mr. Ford to walk into the room at any minute. 

But when