Helen had left on the eve of the festive season. That year, Arianne was unable to even try and get into the mood since she was overwhelmed by the amount of incidents that had happened.
When the holidays were almost over, Alejandro suddenly looked for Arianne and made a very harsh suggestion. “It’s already been so long, I believe Mark isn’t going to return. You should transfer the company to your name now.”
Arianne remained silent for a while after hearing what Alejandro said. “That would mean that I’m admitting to the public that Mark’s dead... I don’t want to.”
Alejandro said in a deep voice, “You need to face the reality. It’s bound to happen sooner or later. Plus, the earlier the company is transferred to you, the earlier you can be at ease since it’d be easier to handle the matters in the office. You’ve seen how bad of a situation Tremont Enterprises is in; the company’s finished the moment its partners cancel their respective contracts with it. Further, every shareholder in the company would come looking for you. Seaton’s never going to let you off the hook, he’s never going to let Tremont Enterprises slip through his fingertips.”
Arianne’s already pale face looked even more helpless. “I don’t think I’ll be able to protect the company anymore, I don’t think I’m capable of doing it. Previously, I asked you to take over matters in the company just to test you. Now, I’m starting to waver. I feel that I’m no match for you in terms of business management. Of course, the company might be in deep sh*t at the moment, but at least, there’s still hope if you’re the one watching over it. I’m getting very tired, I have no idea how I’m supposed to go on...”
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