Anton wasn't the only one who had similar thoughts.
When the company held another meeting and everyone saw Lupin looking utterly lost, three of the two dozen employees stepped forward, ready to pool their money and buy shares in the company.
It was only natural. Everyone at the company had been a top talent in their field, handpicked by U.S. Headquarters. That not only spoke to their abilities, but also to the ambition of those willing to venture into an emerging industry.
At this point, if no one stepped up to make the final decision, London could expect to see three information consulting firms competing against one another.
Everyone knew one another, and it would be a fierce battle.
But they were all waiting for Lupin to make a decision. If he was willing to get involved, this man, whom everyone trusted, would be able to quell their growing restlessness.
Given the ability he had shown, no one thought they could compete with Lupin. They might as well join him and get a share of the original stock.
As information trickled in from U.S. Headquarters, everyone waited for the final word.
Anxiety, suspicion, factions, and arguments spread throughout the company.
Ilsa was the first to notice something was wrong with Lupin.
"Are you planning to leave?" Ilsa gazed at Lupin.
Lupin only lowered his head and said nothing.
"Lupin, look me in the eye."
Lupin let out a deep breath and lifted his head. "You know, Ilsa? I don't even know what I want. I've spent my whole life wandering."
"I owe Anton. He's the exceptionally clever nephew I told you about. I owe him, and I want to give him the best life I can."
"And now I've done that. I've even saved enough money to provide for him