The next day.
Winsdale Cafe in San Francisco.
Yvette Larson had been waiting here for more than half an hour. The four men she was waiting for were business partners of the Larson Corporation.
Because they had seen how the Larson family had started earning more due to their collaboration with the Sullivan family, their greed had gotten the better of them.
They wanted a piece of the pie too. Of course, they never would've dared to do this in the past when Joseph Larson was still healthy and around.
But now, Joseph Larson was in a coma. In fact, nobody knew if he would ever wake up.
This emboldened the four families.
Yvette Larson glanced at the time. 'It's been half an hour past the meeting time we had agreed on. It seems like they're deliberately putting me in a difficult spot, but that doesn't matter. As long as I can sign a contract with them, waiting even two hours won't be a problem for me.'
