After the meeting ended, Mike was naturally worried.

Mike would probably be less worried if the executives did not seem so calm.

Mike called Chad out for lunch.

"Not only did they not blame me, they even tried to comfort me. They said that they didn't blame me and I don't have to feel bad," said Mike as he took a swig out of the can of beer in his hand.

Chad watched how worried his friend was, he could not help but feel sorry for him, he knew that Mike hadn't gotten a good night's sleep ever since this whole ordeal happened.

Even if it was in no way, shape, or form his problem, Mike still decided to shoulder the responsibility.

"You could call Avery, and see if she has any advice for you? It doesn't matter what she says, you could at least get another opinion on this matter," suggested Chad.

"She just got out of surgery, there is no way am I going to trouble her now! She also said that it doesn't matter if the company goes bankrupt, she's ready to accept it. I'm the only one who