“Why? How are we not qualified to own so many oil fields? Our ancestors left us the oil fields so they should always belong to us!”
Kimbra was now filled with fear. He knew very well that the Elvis family’s move was tantamount to pulling the carpet from under them.
“Why?” Elder Sahar sneered.
“It’s because our oil can only stay in our oil field. We can’t process them so we can’t sell them! Who would want unprocessed oil? We can’t transport the unprocessed oil as well because they control most of the ships transporting oil!”
“We don’t have time! My men told me that the president is inclined to agree with our competitor’s proposal. Even with what our factories can make, we can hardly meet the conditions for petroleum processing! We need to resolve this now, or it’s over for us! These petroleum fields are our everything! We cannot afford to lose this!” Elder Sahar roared.
Kimbra looked less furious, but his frown had yet to unfurl fully.
He knew his family, and his position as the head of the family, were at risk.
Suddenly, someone spoke up. “Perhaps you should step down, Kimbra. Your impulsiveness was what brought the Elvis family to our door. Everything will be alright again once you step down.”
Now that someone had spoken up, more piped in to demand that Kimbra step down.
“You are no longer suited to be our leader, Kimbra. Step down before you bring ruin to us all.”
“He’s right. This would never have happened if Baltimore was still our leader. You have brought disaster to our family, Kimbra!”
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