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.

to selling," she said with icy calm. "How much are

"Name your price."

a short, bitter laugh.

hesitated. "Bryn, that's...

value has tripled under Stewart's management. The company's worth is over a hundred billion, and I'm

"I know, but my father and I

a soft, humorless chuckle. "So, what you're really saying is, you don't have the money. Or rather, your father doesn't want to spend a dime-he just wants to force me to cough up that ten percent,

he won't listen. If you keep those shares, I'm genuinely worried he

hurt his own grandchild over

acknowledged Stewart. You think he cares about

I have no choice but

lowered his voice. "I know this isn't

I

the Group. Give me some time, I promise I'll get those shares

belong to Little Nina. I'll

have my word." Ferdinand's tone was grave. "I'll

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