Calculated deal

Ambrose sat in his office, his fingers drumming impatiently on the desk as he stared out the window. Despite his best efforts, no one was willing to buy his shares at a higher price. The offers that came through were either too low or didn't meet his expectations. The pressure was mounting, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

Finally, he had to accept that Allesandro was the only one willing to meet his asking price. The bitterness of it stung, but there was no other way.

He dialed Ambrose's number, his voice firm and business like when the call connected. "Ambrose, I've made my decision. I'll take the 35 million offer. Come to my office, and we'll sign the papers. After the meeting with the shareholders, I'll finalize everything with you. It's a done deal."

Ambrose's voice crackled through the line with a slight chuckle, almost as if he expected this to happen. "Understood, Ambrose. I'll be there shortly. You made the right decision."