After dinner, the group went and sat in the living room, where the butler and servants set dessert and fruit on the tea table.
This time, Linus actively talked about Robert over how business was going, and the Powell and Simpson enterprises.
But even that sounded like chatting, about future prospects and investments.
The Powell family and the Simpson family had some overlapping properties, but the two didn’t have holdings in the same continents.
There was overlap but no competition.
Still, with globalization, that wasn’t a guarantee.
As they chatted, Linus didn’t aske Georgia about the SY Group’s situation.
Georgia found it strange, then felt a surge of cold.
She was the CEO in name of the SY Group, but she left day to day operations to others, and she mainly just signed contracts.
Because Wilson was better at this aspect of things and she trusted him, she didn’t get too involved and didn’t try to understand the projects anything beyond generally.
But Linus seemed to actually know what her position was like in the SY Group, and had decided outright not to ask about it.
Georgia couldn’t help but wonder if it was because Linus had investigated her, or it was because he felt she really didn’t get this sort of thing and didn’t broach it at all.
Georgia felt that the former possibility was greater, though, and that Linus probably had investigated her and Robert thoroughly.
Now that he was asking them over as guests and so polite and nice to boot, he seemed to want to make the two families intimate relatives.
She couldn’t help but wonder what the other side was up to.
“Grandpa, there’s something I want to talk with you about alone. Can we get a space where we won’t be disturbed?”
After Linus had chatted for almost half an hour with Robert, Georgia felt like the two hadn’t talked about anything important.
It was almost nine.
If this dragged on, they’d probably have to leave, so Georgia interrupted actively.
Linus shot Georgia a curious glance, then nodded lightly.
“Follow me.”
Georgia had Robert stay by the two kids, then followed old man Powell to the stairs.
Finally, she ended up in an office with Linus.
The office was lavish as well, with several towering shelves holding at least several thousand books.
There was a giant desk at the front, made of expensive wood.
Old man Powell’s office room.
“Sit. What did you want to discuss alone?”
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