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.

not bad, either. Since those shareholders left, he's started to really focus

Without the right investment insight and matching capabilities, no amount of effort can revive Sinclair Group," Zephyr mused, his tone

weakening Sinclair Group from within. Now, as he tried to

task, but for Payton, reviving a deeply troubled Sinclair Group

should have faith in him, give him some time," Lysander

time,

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

you'll have to figure

Group to take the position of CEO. As for your new company, you can continue to run it. Managing

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 finally spoke, "Grandfather, Payton is more suited to be the CEO of Sinclair Group."