Nearly fifteen minutes had passed when Eugene finally emerged.

His expression hadn't changed. He was calm and unreadable, just as it had been when he went in. There was no hint of whether the deal had gone through or not. Everyone around was left speculating.

"I bet it didn't go through. You know how Mr. Quincy is. He's easygoing most of the time, but once he sets his mind on something, he doesn't let go."

"Who knows? Maybe it worked out after all."

"Ha! Care to place a bet on it?"

With no official word from Quincy, the employees could only guess. But Lydia had a different approach. She could just ask.

When she entered the office, there was an unopened file on Quincy's desk, next to a pen that seemed freshly used. Her heart skipped a beat.

he really agree to

truth head-on. "Quincy, did

was stunned. "You... you just ripped

his voice calm. "It was the transfer deed for the Southland

up a deed for Southland?" Lydia asked, her

about making it their next target. They were prepared to pay top dollar for a piece of that land to expand their reach and boost the company's

Quincy was, casually discarding an opportunity they had been chasing

saved the company a fortune." Lydia whispered,

with a steady gaze. "I didn't need his offer. We've got people handling the

doing all of this for her. Without another word, she turned

said softly, holding her close. "We'll get the property on our

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