Wilson's POV
"Since the Cross family sent us a gift, we should return the favor," I said, keeping my voice low and steady. "The things Sloane prepared can come in handy now."
Asher shivered at my words. I could practically see him thinking: You really know how to torment people, Mr. Shaw.
"Alright, Mr. Shaw. You have your fun. I'll go take care of the rest," Asher said with a playful salute.
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In the Cross Group's executive conference room, Erik, Darius, and the top brass were locked in heated debate over their plummeting stock prices and that prime piece of land the Shaw family had just snatched away at a premium.
Just the night before, the Cross family had set their sights on a plot in the Hillview suburbs, planning to construct a nursing home that would complement their hospital operations.
The profit potential was massive, but at the eleventh hour, the Shaw family had swooped in and stolen it right from under their noses.
