Playing with fire

Alessandro's POV

“Good afternoon, Mr Da Silva,” One of the shareholders in my company, Jeffrey Coleman uttered as my MacBook screen gradually displayed the faces of the other shareholders.

Today was saturday which meant that I was currently at home with the intention of spending blissful time with my family. However, that was not to be as an emergency suddenly came up and I had to quickly schedule a zoom meeting.

“Good afternoon, Mr Coleman,” I said. “The stocks have now been stabilized, so there's no cause for alarm. I know you all were probably worried for your stocks but I'm here to reassure you that nothing is going to happen to them.”

“We trust you, Mr Da Silva,” A middle-aged woman, Mrs Zelda, who happened to be a close acquittance of Grandma responded, and the rest of them nodded in agreement.

Just then, I heard a gentle knock on the door, and my lips immediately twitched with a smile.

“Please give me a moment,” I said, and turned off the microphone to steer my concentration to