Lucas's lips curved into a satisfied smile. "Of course, you would say yes, but that was fast. That means you trust me," he said, letting out a low chuckle. His eyes danced with mischief as he took another step forward, his posture relaxed like someone who had just scored the winning goal. "We’re heading somewhere, brother. So now, tell me, what are your terms and conditions?"
Jeff didn’t waste any time. He knew Lucas, and any delay would give him room to twist things. "I’ll hand over the company, but first, you must divorce Angelie. I want you far from her life, and not another stupid offer from you. And secondly, this stays between us. No one must know, not our mother, not Dad, not Grandpa. This is strictly confidential. If you can agree to all these, I’ll ask my lawyer to draft a contract. Then we have a deal."
Lucas clapped once and spun slightly, doing a small dance that made it look like he had won a jackpot. His laughter bounced off the walls. "We have a deal, brother. Send the
