"Before I say anything, I would like to hear the board's thoughts about the situation." Wilfred Forbes confidently spoke as he glanced around the room, making sure to meet the eyes of everyone present.
It was a subtle form of intimidation meant to suppress those who didn't really have an opinion but simply liked going along with the crowd.
Weeding out the sheep, if you will.
It was silent for several seconds before Arianna, the woman with the red lipstick and sharp bob, spoke up, smirking at Wilfred.
"What? You want to hear our thoughts on what we should do about your nephew, who decided to steal a song from one of the top producers at Pacific Records, pass it off as his own work, and have us suddenly deal with a suddenly expensive lawsuit from that sly fox Martin and his vicious troop of lawyers? Aren't we gathered to hear what defense you have for him this time?"
Not offended at Arianna's biting tone, Wilfred gave her a relaxed smile before speaking.
