Chapter 109 Witnessing the Miracle

• Over the next few days, I managed to enjoy some peace and quiet. While I was familiar with textile dyeing, I was a complete stranger to textile weaving that used large, modern machines. On the other hand, Nylah and Damon were seemingly busy almost every day. After all, her mother recently started her business in textile weaving, plus her fluent German had been a great help for Damon in communicating with those Germans.
• The day before the conference, I was right outside Milton's office, ready to discuss the company's expansion with him when I heard him scolding someone over the phone.
• "Come on, Zack. For our old times' sake, you can't just terminate our partnership just because of a little oppression from Oswell Incorporated. What?! What do you mean you don't have any say? You're the president, so if you don't have any say, who else does? Don't test my patience; I swear I'm going to knock on your parents' door and send them off to the otherworld! What?! Oh, you're calling me a madman! You made me do this, so don't point a finger at me after this! That's right! I'm a man with no sense of shame!"