“Lee’s residence, good morning—”
“You should come over here,” said Franklin. “We have a meeting.”
“O-oh.” She glanced at her husband, who was now busy surfing on the tablet that she left on the table. But even before she could respond, her cousin ended the call. Sighing, she put the receiver down and went back to the dining. “Max, you should fix yourself now.”
He turned in her direction. “Why?”
“We are going to the Griffith mansion. Franklin phoned me. He said there will be a meeting.”
“It seems that the news already reached them.”
“Yeah.”
“Shall we shower together?” Maximillian cocked his head.
Victoria did not answer and ran towards the bathroom.
THE MEETING seemed like a family reunion. Everyone in the Griffith family was present except for the kids. Well, it was natural for families like the Griffiths when everyone in the family was involved in running the business.
“And why is he here?” Franklin threw a glance at Maximillian, who was just behind her when she entered the study room.
Victoria scowled at his cousin. Perhaps some things would never change in the family. She turned to her husband and smiled apologetically.
“Let him in,” said her grandmother. “There won’t be any changes whether he is here or not.”
Maximillian sneered at her cousin when he walked past him.
They sat together on the last vacant seat on the end of the long table—Victoria on the chair, her husband on its armrest. Everyone in the room seemed to have their own conversation. But when the oldest of the Griffiths stomped her cane on the tiled floor, the silence ensued.
“I bet you all have an idea why I see you all here today,” her grandmother started. “Just this morning, the news came out that the LS Group will be launching a billion-dollar real estate project. And I want our company to get this project.”
“Aren’t we aiming too high here, Grandma?” Franklin sounded doubtful. “That’s the LS Group.”
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