Grace
I walked into the home office with a deep sigh, readying myself for what I needed to do today, but first, I wanted to check on how things were going. I opened my laptop, logging into the company’s brokerage account. The strategy was working. We were nearing the seventy percent mark, and there were arrangements still being made for the rest. Some of the other stocks that the company owned were doing well enough that it looked like the company’s buyback wouldn’t hit our bank account too hard. Based on all the finances, there was a good chance that with the sale of the rest of the manufactured stock, we wouldn’t have to delve too much into the money that Charles had invested more than we already had.
I scanned over a few stock reports and sighed. Every pack attached to a public compa
