The partners exploded, "Are you sure about this?"


    "Think twice. Without us, your fancymercial street means nothing."


    "Yeah. When you go bankrupt, don''t say we didn''t warn you."


    Debra leaned back casually.


    "We''ll see. Ben, collect their penalty fees and escort them out."


    "Understood."


    "Oh, and no one leaves this room until they pay up."


    Ben blinked, not expecting her to be so ruthless. These partners had worked with


    them since the founding of thepany. Cutting ties with them now spelled disaster.


    "Are you sure, Mrs. Houston?"


    "Maybe we can renegotiate."


    Two partners wavered.


    Debra smirked, knowing their vulturous nature all too well.


    "Come on you''re the ones threatening to leave," she said, sweeping a gaze across the room. "Since Nichols Group''s offering sweeter terms, I won''t hold you back. Enjoy your windfall."


    Howard Avery nced at Emmett. Thetter puffed up. "Fine. We''ll go."


    Debra gestured to the door. "Don''t let it hit you on the way out."


    Emmett red furiously. The room froze.


    "Remember, once you breach the contract, our partnerships terminate "Debra added, observing


    for good,


    their expressions. "The


    Group, the Osborne Group,


    Mathis Group, and the Potte Group will cklist you too."


    The partners paled. The boycot Great Families would


    the


    for the


    for their businesses.


    Gontent


    Emmett scrambled forward. "Mrs. Houston, we can talk this through. I''m sorry about my bad attitude."


    Howard chimed in, sweating. "Our minds weren''t straight. We can renegotiate things."


    Debra arched a brow. "You''re not leaving anymore?"