No matter if he stood up or not, Payton Sinclair was always going to cling to the CEO position at Sinclair Enterprises like it was his birthright, and he wasn't about to let go. Worse, he was intent on sidelining him, cutting him off from any ties to Sinclair Enterprises. His earlier words had made that painfully clear.

"Your cousin's got nothing on you when it comes to business. Ever since he took over Sinclair Enterprises three years ago, the company hasn't collapsed, but it's been bleeding money. Sinclair Enterprises used to be top dog, but now it's been overtaken by Draven Group's curiosity shop, slipping to second place. At this rate, Sinclair Enterprises will be bled dry. For the sake of the company, he'll come around eventually. No need to rush it," Zephyr said.

"By the way, did your cousin mention you and David are working on a jewelry project?" Zephyr zeroed in on the key point, asking Lysander Sinclair.

"How far along is the project?"

"We've purchased the designs, and the production process is all set up. We're about to start manufacturing the final products." Lysander didn't hold back when it came to work.

"You bought the designs? Which designer? You know, in the jewelry business, the designer's fame is everything. A piece of jewelry branded with a well-known designer's name can skyrocket in both price and sales," Zephyr expressed his concern.

He hoped this project would pave the way for Lysander's smooth return to Sinclair Enterprises.

Thalassa Everhart," Lysander

Zephyr pondered for a moment, then something clicked, and his expression darkened. He looked sharply

"That's her," Lysander confirmed.

slammed his coffee mug down, glaring at Lysander. "You're treating a major project

anything about child's play?" Lysander

finish college. I mean, it's one thing for her to have been a secretary; almost anyone can be trained for that. But now we're talking about a designer, a role that requires technical skill. She doesn't have a college degree, how can she possibly design? By buying her designs, aren't you just funneling money to her?" Zephyr's hawk-like eyes clouded over as he stared at Lysander, his

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leaving him breathless. "During those three years, Rosalind Whitman was studying abroad.

he couldn't keep the secret forever. Lysander was too sharp,

say it was Rosalind taking care of me, and made Thalassa disappear after she learned I was in

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