Benjamin paced back and forth, nervously biting the tip of his thumb. He constantly glanced at the private dining hall, anxious about what might be happening inside.
"He shouldn't disclose the current situation with his eye," he muttered. "She can't be trusted. Even if she's really from Prime Group… damn it!"
There was no one they could trust anymore.
Dean had been aggressively building alliances to strengthen his position within the Pierson Family. Not only did Dean gain the approval of many family members — especially those with significant shares in the company — but he was also involved in joint ventures with other major corporations.
Benjamin wouldn't be surprised if Prime Group was one of them.
Little did he know, Zoren was happily singing all about his woes, doing the exact opposite of what Benjamin was praying for.
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