“Let him in,” Vinson replied after pondering a moment.
Coincidentally, I would like to speak to him too. I’ll start by playing nice first.
Ushered into the office by Rayson, Gaspar didn’t bother to even give Vinson a look. Instead, he walked right up to the window and stared at the scenery outside.
“I’m sure you must have been happy growing up in a well-off family.” Leaning against the window, Gaspar turned around with his arms folded while glaring at Vinson.
“I wonder if you’ll still feel as blissful when the ownership of Nightshire Group changes hands.”
Upon hearing Gaspar’s words, Vinson narrowed his eyes at the former. “Why don’t we talk after you sit down?”
Curling his lips into a smirk, Gaspar walked up to Vinson and pulled out a chair opposite the latter.
“My dear brother, what is it that you would like to discuss?” Gaspar was sure Vinson knew of their relationship ever since they first met, especially with how much they resembled each other.
Ignoring Gaspar’s snarky tone, Vinson gave him an indifferent look. “If l hand Nightshire Group over to you, can you take it to greater heights?”
Taken aback by Vinson’s question, Gaspar thought his brother a fool.
Given our relationship, does he actually expect the company to do well in my hands?
“Vinson, are you an idiot? Do you really think that I would help the company grow?”
What is he thinking? Why would I take the company to greater heights when I can’t wait to see it go bankrupt?
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