The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 211

Zane handed Elara a drink, sitting beside her and gently clinking his glass against hers. "You should try this. It's a new bottle I just picked up."

For someone who didn't love alcohol, even the finest vintage couldn't rival a simple soda. Still, Elara took a sip. "It's good," she said casually.

Noticing the exhaustion etched into her features, Zane lowered his voice. "Tired?"

Elara turned to look at him. They had both worked a full day, yet he looked as sharp and energized as ever. Perhaps the truly exceptional always possessed a boundless well of stamina. "I'm surviving," she murmured.

Setting his glass down, Zane walked behind the sofa and began to massage her shoulders. "Once the capital injection goes through, I'll send you a few capable executives. There are some old-timers you might hesitate to fire, but I can clean house for you."

A complex emotion flickered across Elara's face. She tilted her head back, finishing the rest of her drink before speaking. "Zane, I don't want to go down that path. What I said earlier was just a joke."

"But I took it seriously," Zane replied, his hands continuing to work the tension from her muscles.

"You're being stubborn."

Zane chuckled. "I have the power to save the market. You need to believe in me."

The business world was ever-changing, and individual prowess was often swept away by the current of the times. Elara didn't believe in the era of any one person; she believed that timing made fools look like geniuses.

Nothing in this world was foolproof. Vance Properties was riddled with deep-seated issues. If acquired at a bargain price, parts of it could turn a profit, parts could break even, and parts could be scrapped. The low cost offered room to maneuver.

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