The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

"Business as usual, no profits yet," Lysander didn't try to hide anything.

Zephyr was among the first to know when he started his new venture and had even confronted him about it. It wasn't a secret anymore.

"Aren't the shareholders you brought over from Sinclair Group getting antsy, seeing no profits yet?" Zephyr's tone was casual, as if they were just making small talk. But Lysander could tell Zephyr was fishing for information.

"They've been with me for years. They know how I operate. If they couldn't wait, they wouldn't have joined me," Lysander replied, taking a sip of his tea.

"You're definitely more capable than Payton," Zephyr suddenly said.

Lysander's hand paused ever so slightly, holding his teacup. It was almost imperceptible before he returned to his usual demeanor as if nothing had happened. Receiving such direct praise from Zephyr wasn't something Lysander had anticipated, leaving him slightly taken aback.

those shareholders left, he's started to really focus on Sinclair Group," Lysander said, pouring more tea

Without the right investment insight and matching capabilities, no

within. Now,

for Lysander, it would be an easy task, but for Payton, reviving

days. You should have faith in him, give

more years? If we give him any more time, Sinclair Group will be history," Zephyr retorted,

a child to him. He couldn't stand by and watch it fall apart. If only age hadn't caught up with him, he would

to figure

at Lysander. "Lysander, your leg's better now. I'm formally inviting you back to Sinclair Group to take the position of CEO. As for your new company, you can continue to run it. Managing both won't be a problem

his teacup, Lysander showed no significant reaction to Zephyr's words. He calmly took a sip, then placed the cup down, lifting his deep gaze towards Zephyr. His lips parted slightly as he