Two weeks had passed since Sun Lixia's fateful decision to appoint Sun Fang as the new chairman of the Sun Group, a move that had sent shockwaves rippling through the family's ranks. For Sun Gang, the sting of that betrayal had yet to subside, festering like an open wound that refused to heal.
As he paced the confines of his opulent office, his footsteps echoing off the polished marble floors, Sun Gang's expression was a mask of barely contained fury. The shadows seemed to cling to him like a shroud, accentuating the sharp angles of his features and lending an air of menace to his presence.
The door opened with a soft click, and Yang Bojun strode into the room, his footfalls muffled by the plush carpet underfoot. Sun Gang's gaze snapped towards his uncle, his eyes glinting with a mixture of resentment and reluctant acknowledgment of their shared agenda.
