Mandy arrived at Eloise's house. Eloise welcomed her in with a soft smile, her movements a bit slow and careful. She poured hot water into a white ceramic cup, letting the steam rise in the quiet kitchen before placing it on the table in front of Mandy.
“The Anthony Group is gradually returning to normal,” Eloise said with a hint of relief in her voice. “During this time, you’ve been busy helping me.” Without giving Mandy a chance to respond, Eloise reached into her drawer and took out a stack of neatly printed papers. She slid them across the table, silent and smooth. “Sign it.”
Mandy looked puzzled. Her eyebrows creased as she picked up the document. The moment she read the heading, Stock Rights Transfer Agreement, she sat up straight, as if a jolt of electricity had passed through her
