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Edward’s words brought about whispers, good and bad. Many of the executives thought his words were a bit overboard, while other thought that the situation couldn’t have been addressed better. Amara on the other hand, thought his wonders to be utterly ridiculous. “Step down you say,” She cocked her head to the side, eyeing the executive from top to bottom. “For who? You? You think you can do a better job?” Perhaps it was the certainty in her voice, or the way her gaze made him feel, but the executive suddenly felt small, like an ant before a giant. But he didn’t back down. He swallowed thickly, squared his shoulders and continued to challenge Amara. “Anybody who can see that half a billion isn’t enough to run Synergy’s monthly deals, would run this company better that you. I mean look around,” He gestured at the table. “How do you expect our pockets to be funded with so little money.” She smiled. “So, your worry is your pocket?” Edward chuckled and a few other followed. “Who doesn’t wor