I ended the call and glanced at Aimy through the rearview mirror.
"Mummy, where are we going?"
"To my office, baby."
As the person responsible for the partnership, I had to be there when they arrived.
There wasn’t enough time to take Aimy back to the mansion first.
A few minutes later, I pulled into the company’s underground garage.
After helping Aimy out of the car, we headed for the elevator.
The moment we arrived on my floor, Helen was already waiting near the entrance.
"Is everything ready for them?" I asked.
"Yes, ma’am."
Then her gaze shifted toward Aimy.
I followed her line of sight.
"Don’t worry. I’ll leave her with Anna."
Helen nodded and followed behind me as I headed toward Anna’s office.
I knocked once before entering.
Anna looked up from her desk.
Surprise immediately crossed her face.
"Alicia? What are you doing here today? And..."
Her eyes landed on Aimy.
I didn’t give her time to finish.
"The representatives from Blackwood Dominion arrived early. Can you stay with Aimy for a while?"
"I see."
She immediately stood.
I helped Aimy down onto the floor before turning back to Anna.
"Please keep an eye on her and don’t let her out..."
I stopped mid-sentence.
"UNCLE!"
Aimy’s excited voice rang through the office.
Both Anna and I turned at the same time.
The door had been left slightly open.
Outside, a man in a dark suit was walking past the corridor.
Before I could react, Aimy’s face lit up.
She had clearly mistaken him for Evan.
The next second, she bolted through the door.
"Aimy!"
I hurried after her.
"Mummy’s coming!"
But Aimy was already running down the corridor with her tiny legs moving surprisingly fast.
Several employees turned in surprise.
"Baby, stop running!"
"Uncle!"
She ignored me completely.
I could only chase after her as panic began rising in my chest.
And for some reason...
The further we go, the stronger the uneasy feeling in my heart became.
Alexander’s POV
"We have reports that Rosewood Town has been suffering from severe pest attacks over the past few months," Miles Harper said.
We were currently in a conference with the executives and shareholders discussing the upcoming partnership with Whitmore Industries.
As expected, some shareholders were expressing dissatisfaction over the sudden acceptance of the partnership.
I wasn’t surprised.
Back when Whitmore Industries repeatedly rejected our proposals, those same shareholders had questioned the company’s capabilities and demanded explanations.
At the time, I had assured them that patience was necessary.
Rosewood was a small town with a unique way of operating.
Eventually, circumstances would force them to consider outside assistance.
Even before they accepted our proposal, I had already received reports regarding the pest situation affecting their farms.
In fact, that was one of the reasons I had become even more confident about securing the partnership.
The pest problem wasn’t something impossible to solve.
Blackwood Dominion had subsidiaries, specialists, and agricultural resources across multiple regions.
Once the agreement was signed, the issue could be handled relatively quickly.
"The pest attacks are largely the result of delayed prevention measures and limited access to the necessary supplies," I said calmly. "Whitmore Industries clearly outlined those concerns in their proposal."
"But how can we be certain the situation is manageable?" another shareholder asked.
The discussion continued.
Some shareholders supported the partnership.
Others worried about potential losses.
The conference room gradually became noisier as opinions clashed.
A dull headache began forming behind my eyes.
Finally, I leaned back in my chair.
"Then what exactly do you suggest we do?" I asked.
The room quieted slightly.
Miles Harper exchanged a glance with several other shareholders before speaking.


I already knew where this was heading.

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