When Briony pulled into the drive at Skybreeze Retreat, her phone buzzed with another unfamiliar number.

She killed the engine, stayed in her seat, and answered the call.

"Bryn, you finally picked up." Ferdinand sounded anxious. "Please don't get the wrong idea-I'm not trying to bother you. There's just something I need to discuss."

Briony kept her tone neutral. "What is it?"

"Would you mind talking in person?"

"Sorry, I'm a bit busy these days." Her voice was distant. "If you have something to say, Ferdinand, just say it."

He fell silent for a moment, letting out a resigned sigh. "Bryn, my father wants you to sell me the shares Stewart left to Little Nina. He's hoping you'll cash them out."

"And if I don't want to sell?"

"Bryn, please. Just sell them." His voice grew heavy. "My father doesn't want Stewart to have anything from the Wentworth family-not him, not his child."

Briony's eyes turned cold.

Just as she'd suspected.

said with icy calm. "How much are

"Name your price."

a short, bitter laugh. "Ten

hesitated. "Bryn, that's... a bit

over a

know, but my father and I don't have that much cash on

you don't have the money. Or rather, your father doesn't want to spend a dime-he just wants

won't listen. If you keep those shares, I'm genuinely worried he might do something drastic to you or

hurt his own grandchild

Stewart. You think he cares

her phone. "So, I have no

lowered his voice. "I know this isn't fair

only temporary. I

now I'm still new to running the Group. Give me some time, I promise

belong to Little Nina. I'll sign them over,

word." Ferdinand's tone was grave. "I'll talk to my father.

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