Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 868

Sydney got up and casually strolled over to Rowan, her voice as soothing as a gentle breeze, "Rowan, what's Oliver's take on all this?"

Rowan didn't pay Sydney any attention and instead sat down across from Dominic, looking serious. "Dominic, I think you missed the mark this time."

That one line left Dominic and Sydney completely puzzled.

Rowan continued, "Oliver's spot on this time. We've put so much effort and resources into this because we want to make more money. If we price it too high, who do you think will actually buy it? Take a look around—the majority of the world's wealth is still in the hands of a few."

Rowan agreed with Oliver's perspective that technology should serve people, not be placed on a pedestal.

Dominic, taken aback, still hadn't wrapped his head around it.

How did it suddenly make sense for Oliver to be right?

Dominic found it hard to accept this reality. How could Oliver have a point?

As Dominic was about to speak up, Sydney gave him a knowing look, and he clammed up.

With a smile, Sydney said, "Dominic, your dad makes a good point. He's been steering the ship for years. You're still learning the ropes; you should definitely learn a thing or two from Oliver."

Rowan chimed in, "Dominic, you're young, and maybe not yet able to see the whole picture. Let's leave this to him; you focus on other projects."

Even though Dominic wasn't thrilled, he didn't dare defy Rowan and had to go along with it.

Sydney wasn't too happy either but kept her pleasant smile.

To Rowan, she was always the picture of understanding and kindness.

"Dominic, you really should learn from your dad and Oliver. Oliver's running the show now, making decisions with exceptional skill. You've got a lot to learn from him."

Rowan frowned a bit, picking up on Sydney's phrase "running the show."

"Tomorrow, I'll talk to Oliver. The company isn't just his; Dominic deserves a piece of the pie too."

Sydney shot Dominic a look, and he beamed with satisfaction.

In a voice as sweet as honey, Shay softly asked, "Finley, why haven't you been in touch lately?"

Finley's expression was cool, his tone far from the affection she was used to.

"Do you need something?" Finley asked, his voice distant.

Shay was taken aback. Why was Finley talking to her like this? It felt so cold.

A bit of panic set in.

"Finley, you never used to talk to me like this. Don't you care about me anymore?"

Finley replied, detached, "You're right. I can't bring myself to care for you like before. I never thought my feelings could be so misguided."

Shay, uneasy, asked, "Finley, what do you mean by that?"

Finley simply said, "Check out what I've sent you, and you'll see why I'm talking like this!"