Ruben glanced up nervously, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as Tom stood there, the receipt book and card reader in hand, waiting.
Greg leaned forward, nudging Ruben playfully but with a sharp undertone. “Come on, Ruben. Don’t keep us waiting. You don’t want to embarrass us, right? You have got this!”
Ruben cleared his throat, his face flushed. “I mean… what if I don’t pay?” he said hesitantly, trying to dodge it.
Greg’s smile froze, and the others exchanged confused glances. “What do you mean, you won't pay”, Greg asked, his voice low but pointed. “You can’t be serious. You are the CEO of Dynamics, aren’t you? Don’t embarrass yourself—or us, you are big man and always flaunt how you have millions sitting on your table”.
Ruben’s eyes darted around the room, searching for a way out. “Why……
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