sent you, tell him I’m no longer interested.”
He smiled.
“That is exactly what he told me you would say.”
I stared at him.
“What is going on?”
He simply replied,
“If you come with me for ten minutes, you’ll understand.”
An hour later, I was standing in Richard’s office again.
This time, the lawyer, the accountant, and two other executives were there.
The same folder was on the desk.
My name was on it.
Richard pushed it toward me.
“Open it.”
On the first page, I saw words I did not understand at first.
Share Transfer Agreement.
I looked up.
“What is this?”
Richard leaned back in his chair.
“I’m retiring.”
I froze.
“And for the last two years, I’ve been watching who actually keeps this company running when I no longer have the strength I once did.”
He pointed at me.
“You.”
I said nothing.
“Yesterday, I told
