Page 44 of Claiming My Nemesis


Font Size:  

As we entered the resort, the scent of burning wood from the large stone fireplace filled the space, and the soft murmur of conversations added to the cozy ambiance. But as we approached the conference room, the mood shifted. The atmosphere inside was tense, charged with the significance of the moment. Whitmore, his legal team, and the property owner were already seated when we walked in. Their expressions reflected anticipation and guarded optimism.

The gravity of the situation weighed on me as we settled into our seats. This wasn’t just about closing a deal—it was about ensuring everything was done correctly, and nothing wasoverlooked. One mistake could jeopardize the entire transaction and everything we’d worked so hard to achieve.

Whitmore's hand engulfed mine in a firm shake, his sharp gaze assessing me as always. "Good to see you, Sterling," he said. His tone was cordial, but there was an edge to it, a reminder that we were here to do business. "Ready to make this official?"

I gave him a tight-lipped nod, and we both turned our attention to the legal teams. The room fell into a hushed silence as they began reviewing the thick stack of documents. My eyes scanned each page, my heart racing with the importance of a successful closing pressing on my shoulders. The stakes were high, and there was no room for error. Every clause and every stipulation had to be perfect.

As I reviewed the documents, my mind raced through all the scenarios that could play out if something went wrong. The government had made it clear that they would intervene if the terms weren’t met. This was more than just a business deal—it was a responsibility to protect this land and the legacy it held. And then I saw it.

My breath caught as I reached the section outlining the transaction terms. In bold print, a single word sent a chill down my spine: “Sale.”

It was a small word, but it carried enormous implications in the context of this deal. The contract needed to specify a “transfer” of the property, not a “sale.” The government’s regulations were clear—any change in ownership had to be categorized as a transfer to maintain the resort’s status and comply with the new environmental protections. If this word wasn’t corrected, the deal could be voided, and we would be back to square one.

I cleared my throat, drawing the room’s attention. “There’s an issue here,” I said, keeping my voice calm but firm. “The contract needs to specify a transfer of ownership, not a sale. Ifwe don’t make that change, the government will interfere with the deal.”

A murmur of concern spread through the room as the legal teams quickly turned their attention to the section I’d pointed out. Whitmore’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. “This is the guidance from Natalie’s connections, right?”

“Absolutely,” I replied, meeting his gaze. “The regulations are specific. We can’t afford to overlook this.”

Sophia, who had been following the exchange closely, nodded in agreement. “Ethan’s right. We need to amend the contract. It’s a simple change, but it’s crucial.”

The room was silent for a moment, the seriousness of the situation sinking in. Then, with a curt nod, Whitmore signaled to his team. “Make the change,” he ordered, his tone brooking no argument.

The legal teams sprang into action, their focus shifting entirely to correcting the contract. The desperation in the room was palpable, but I remained steady, knowing this was the right call. It was a reminder that in business, as in life, details mattered. A single word could make all the difference.

As the minutes ticked by, I glanced over at Natalie. She was watching the proceedings with concern. I reached over, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. She returned the gesture, her support grounding me as we waited for the final adjustments.

After what felt like an eternity, the revised contract was placed before us. I reviewed it again, carefully checking that the change had been made correctly. Satisfied, I handed it back to Whitmore.

“Everything looks good now,” I said, my voice calm. “We’re ready to proceed.”

Whitmore scanned the document one last time before nodding. “Alright then. Let’s make it official.”

With the uncertainty finally easing, we moved forward with the signing. A sense of relief washed over me as each party affixed their signature to the document. The deal was done, and it was done right.

Whitmore extended his hand once more, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Good job, Sterling. Good job.”

I took a deep breath, savoring the moment. This was a significant win for Sterling Solutions and everything I’d been working toward.

I turned to Natalie, who had been by my side throughout the process. Her eyes were filled with pride, and I could see how much this also meant to her. I leaned in, brushing a kiss on her temple. “We did it,” I murmured, my voice low but filled with satisfaction.

She winked. “You did it, Ethan. I’m so proud of you.”

Sophia approached us with a rare grin as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “That was a close one, but you caught it in time. Whitmore’s team is lucky you were on top of things.”

I nodded, feeling the magnitude of the last few hours start to lift. “It was a team effort,” I said, acknowledging her contributions with a grateful look. “But I’m glad it’s over. Now we can finally move on.”

Sophia’s smile widened slightly as she looked between Natalie and me. “Speaking of moving on, what’s next for you two? Heading back to Dallas?”

I exchanged a glance with Natalie, who gave a slight nod. “Yeah, we’re heading back,” I said. “I’ve got a surprise for Natalie when we get there.”

“Oh?” Sophia raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “What kind of surprise?”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “You’ll find out soon enough. But trust me, I think she’ll like it.”

Natalie laughed softly, her hand finding mine as we prepared to leave. “You’re being very mysterious,” she teased, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “Something you seem to relish.”

As we exited the conference room, the crisp mountain air hit us, a refreshing change from the uncertainty that had filled the room moments before. The sky was a clear, bright blue, the sun shining down on the snow-capped peaks surrounding us. It was a breathtaking sight, and I took a moment to appreciate it.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like