This Williams Clan shareholders meeting is bound to be quite a spectacle.
After taking care of everything, Hope Williams turned around and left.
Her immediate priority was still to gather the Williams Clan shares, but it was already too late today. She'd continue tomorrow; five days would be enough.
Coming out of the noisy place, Hope only then realized her phone was ringing.
It was Waylon Lewis calling.
Hope's voice, cool as usual, softened a bit, "Sorry, I just stepped out of the Williams building. It was too loud there, I didn't hear it."
"Hmm, I understand. The shareholders meeting in five days? Isn't the timing awfully tight—will it be enough?"
Hope paused briefly, pressed her lips together, "It's enough, I'm confident. This time I won't give Ted Williams any opportunity to catch his breath."
