The Traps of Black Swan

Martin didn't ask the shareholders who already swayed due to the money so he turned to Leon. He wanted to provoke the man to agree with him, "President Harmon, do you dare accept my challenge?" - Giving up his position if he couldn't solve the crisis.

Men's ego never lets them think straight. Leon clenched his teeth glaring at Martin. If he couldn't find a proper solution, he could use some more of his money and keep the bugs away from the company so, "Challenge accepted."

The shareholders murmured with each other at the new developments. Since Martin's plan was feasible and more profitable, none voiced anything. Nevertheless, some old men looked at Elder Harmon in worry. They weren't pleased to hand the company to the Parker family. Seeing Elder Harmon silent, they uneasily watched.

Martin flicked his fingers again. His assistants reacted as though they could understand the language of sounds. They replaced the first file with another file in front of the shareholder while Martin stated, "Since none has a problem, let's sign the agreement." His eyes brushed over everyone and halted at Leon, "After All, words hold no value in business." His judgemental and dominating voice had a hint of sarcasm.

The files were being kept on the table when a slender hand raised. Martin didn't ask who had a problem or question. He assumed himself and stated it. So the hand lift came at the right time.

Elder Harmon was as anxious to the bones, caught the sight of a slender hand, and identified the owner of the hand without seeing the face. His face brightened and his lips curled with his whole attention on the delicate hand at the end of the table.

Martin was placing the file in front of Elder Harmon when he noticed the confidence and changed in the presence of Elder Harmon. Till a few seconds back, he had assumed Leon was suppressing his grandfather. Now he realized Elder Harmon was purposefully sitting in silence.

Martin followed the old man's line of sight and lips curled into a lopsided smirk. The well-manicured nails had the red which looked like blood was going to drop from the tip of the fingers. The wrist looked so tiny to his eyes, the expensive limited edition wristwatch appeared too big, yet well suited for her hands. His eyes trailed down the hand to the grey knitted quarter sleeves. He couldn't go further down due to the tall study man next to her.

He was darn curious to see her face, so he went out of his way and spoke, "Yes, please." His voice unexpectedly sounded softer than usual.

The shareholders and Leon's attention shifted from file to Martin and Elder Harmon. They checked the sightline and spotted the hand. Another two identified the owner of that hand. Emma and Leon. One hid her smile and another one gritted his teeth. He should have doubted that person.

Aarvi felt all back cramped for sitting so long without a movement. As soon as she left MOM, she reached Harmon Industries very quickly. Emma had prepared for her to enter, lying as she was Leon's guest. So she was able to present in the vast meeting hall before those shareholders were directed from the top floor to the floor underneath.

Lifting her black round hat, she placed it on her head. She slowly stood up under everyone's scrutinizing gaze. Her tucked hair cascading down while the shareholders' eyes slowly started to widen. They identified her.

But Martin's face turned dark. He clenched his teeth and glared at the gorgeous small face. His fingers curled into a fist. Leon who had a hatred gaze towards the beauty noticed the changes in Martin.

Emma smiled brightly looking at Aarvi. She felt novel when Aarvi's identity came out. She had no idea the girl from that day, the lady she wanted to help was President of Skylar. The development in Aarvi's personality was truly inspiring for her. 

The blazer which was on her was in the hands of the man next to her. The man was none other than Alex in disguise. He wasn't ready to let her inside alone so there he was.

Aarvi was wearing a grey cashmere cold shoulder quarter sleeve top. There was small sparkling snow on the neckline, attached to her neck chain. With black tights, she accessorized with a buckled belt. She looked formal, and very stylish, carrying herself in an elegance.

Aarvi reassuringly looked at Elder Harmon. She knew she was late and Elder Harmon was tense. She had dropped him a message but Elder Harmon didn't check his mobile during the meeting. When the middle-aged behaved very suspiciously, she realized the other companies were aiming for Harmon Industries. She had expected it. She wanted to see who could step against Leon so early hence she had to wait and Martin showed up.

Elder Harmon faintly nodded, assuring her back that he was fine. Martin and Leon noticed that exchange. Martin gritted his teeth thinking if Elder Harmon decided to give the Harmon to Aarvi Evans just because she saved him from Leon.

Aarvi removed her sunglasses and most of the shareholders stood up. There were a few people one shouldn't offend. Aarvi was one of them. The old men near the Elder Harmon were seated, the rest started to stand with them. "President Evans…" They greeted her in exclaim. They felt the rumors were true, she was indeed beautiful and delicate.

Martin and Leon both didn't like the shareholders' behavior. Harmon Industries wasn't her company and she had no power there, so why should she get special treatment? Well, one was petty and another one was angry.

Well, Aarvi hadn't expected them to react that way. She was taken aback but didn't show it on her face. Her face had the buddha smile making it hard to guess if she was smiling. Anyway, she looked very calm unlike any of them. She barely nodded, pointing to them to take their seats.

Alex removed his beard and threw his wig as he stood up. He held her hand when she needed help to go between the narrow space of the table. Alex made sure to keep his eyes around so that no one dared to reach for her.

Martin snapped out when she was walking towards the head of the table on her heels. His voice was steely and his eyes trying to dig her fear out. He pretended to be unaware of her identity, "Miss, don't waste the time for the meeting. This isn't a stage for your show."

Leon thought if Martin and he managed to throw her out, her plans would fail. "President Evans, could you enlighten us what right do you have to attend the confidential meeting of Harmon Industries?"

Martin didn't get to see the fear. He noticed her eyes brushing over him from top to toe and faintly snickering. He was irritated by it. She fueled it with, "Absolutely, it's a pity everyone here wasted time on a good long speech."

Martin gritted his teeth while her attention shifted to Leon. Her hand grabbed the water bottle and Leon unawarely pushed himself to the back of the seat. He saw a mocking smile on her face and grounded his teeth. He knew as classy as she looked, she could create a drama like a crazy queen.

Aarvi unscrewed the cap of the water bottle and handed it to Elder Harmon.. Then she responded to Leon's question, "President Harmon, will you believe me if I say I have the right to lead this meeting?" Her mocking smile was a stark contrast to her unemotional tone.