RICHARD.“Mr Hart, I really hope you have something good for us this time. Your son, Elias, has been a huge disappointment,” Zhang Wei, one of the shareholders who used to back me up, said. I clenched my hands into fists, my anger towards Elias increasing. He had really messed things up for me.A ripple of murmurs echoed through the conference room at the hotel. I was impressed. Zhang Wei had managed to gather almost half of the most influential shareholders and investors in the Hart Group. They were seated around the oval table in the conference room, and the scent of bourbon filled the air as they drank and waited for me to speak. Beside me, Damon stood tall, dressed in one of the tailor-made suits I’d bought for him. He looked smart, looking like a future CEO. I forced a smile, glancing at Zhang Wei before turning to look at everyone. “There’s no need to worry about that, gentlemen. Thank you all for sparing some of your precious time to meet me today.” “Well, Zhang Wei did sp
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