Chapter 90 The Apology
Only moments before, George had been consumed by a desire to inflict harm on the man who had hurt his son, to ensure the assailant would spend his life behind bars. But now, as he found himself face to face with Fiorello, the man who had confessed to the deed, he found himself wishing he could rewind time. Perhaps to just a few minutes prior, or better yet, to the night before. He wished for a reality where his wayward son had never crossed paths with Maggie.The shock of the revelation left George in a state of mental paralysis, his thoughts scattered and elusive. As he contemplated the crisis engulfing the Quixote Group, his gaze fell upon the information displayed on his computer screen. Suddenly, the truth dawned on him.The downfall of the Quixote Group was a consequence of Fiorello's vengeance."Mr. Flores, is there some sort of misunderstanding?" George asked, his voice laced with confusion. "When did you get married? Why was I not informed?" Fiorello, the perennial bachelor, was a prominent figure in their social circle, and his marital status was unbeknownst to all. The news struck George like a bolt of lightning. He had initially thought salvation had arrived, but instead of a savior, it seemed more like a curse, hastening the demise of the Quixote Group.Fiorello responded with a chilling smirk, "Am I obligated to report my marriage to you, Mr. Quixote?""N-no, that's not what I meant," George stammered, panic creeping up his spine, cold sweat beading on his back. He had no right to pry into Fiorello's personal affairs."Mr. Flores, it's all a misunderstanding," George quickly backpedaled, his demeanor shifting drastically. "My foolish son bumped into your wife, and for that, I offer my sincerest apologies."The realization that Fiorello had come to confront him late at night finally dawned on George. Their connection was not one of friendship, but rather a relationship between the offender and the offended.Fiorello closed his laptop and spoke in a frosty tone, "Mr. Quixote, my wife is a simple woman, timid and easily scared. Your Quixote Group lost four hundred billion, just in interest. I am a man who can be irrational and overprotective. Please bear with me, Mr. Quixote."George was left speechless, on the brink of tears. Fiorello was clearly preparing to take action against the Quixote Group, courteously providing him with a warning. But George was powerless to retaliate. He couldn't bear it.Four hundred billion had vanished overnight, and that was merely the interest. The Quixote group was on the verge of extinction, its principal investment likely to follow suit."Mr. Flores," George began, his voice trembling with fear, "This matter is the fault of my family, the Quixotes. I am willing to bear all the consequences. It's my mistake, but the is been a century-old organization, which has not been easy to maintain. I hope you can show some leniency and spare us."George had been a player in the business world for decades, understanding when to bend and when to stand firm. These were his greatest strengths.The Visionary Futures Group was currently thriving, its assets far surpassing those of the Quixote Group. Fiorello's reputation and skills in the industry were formidable.The Quixote Group was already in decline, and if Fiorello truly targeted them, they would be obliterated in an instant.Fiorello's piercing gaze met George's, "It depends on what you plan to do next. In this matter, my wife is the victim. The fate of the Quixote family will be decided by her."George, eager to appease, quickly responded, "As soon as my idiotic son regains consciousness, I will personally bring him to apologize to your wife and beg for her forgiveness."George was a pragmatic man. He knew he couldn't compensate for the loss, so he could only strive to mitigate the damage.The prospect of securing an investment from the Visionary Futures Group was clearly off the table. Now, his only option was to placate Fiorello's wrath and prevent the conflict from escalating, thereby slowing the downfall of the Quixote Group.
As long as Fiorello refrained from applying pressure, the Quixote Group could continue to survive and potentially stage a comeback.Seeing George's sensible response, Fiorello's anger seemed to subside slightly.Fiorello coldly reminded him, "My wife is unaware of my identity, and I don't want anyone to disrupt her peaceful life. It's late now, Mr. Quixote. Since you are sincere, apologize to my wife tomorrow. In the meantime, the Visionary Futures Group will not cease its suppression of the Quixote Group."
George was taken aback. Were there still women out there oblivious to their husbands' occupations?A secret marriage?These details were irrelevant to George now. It didn't matter who Maggie was or what the nature of this couple's relationship was. His sole focus was resolving the current predicament.Every minute that passed meant further losses for the Quixote group.
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