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.

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

the right investment insight and matching capabilities, no amount of effort can

been too reckless, causing significant losses and weakening Sinclair Group from within. Now, as

Maybe for Lysander, it would be an easy task, but for Payton, reviving a deeply troubled

You should have faith

If we give him any more time, Sinclair

Group was his life's work, precious like a child to him. He couldn't stand by and watch it

to figure something

looked intently and earnestly at Lysander. "Lysander, your leg's better now. I'm formally inviting you back to Sinclair Group to take

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