The Darvin brothers couldn’t have cared less about business matters or their uncle’s discussion with Batalov. Their thoughts were entirely consumed by the blonde now sitting in the next room, sipping tea in the company of the women.“So, what do you think about all this, Vlad?” Sergey asked, pulling his nephews from their thoughts.“I think, Uncle, that it’s far too early to make decisions about a business that doesn’t belong to you.”The large man bristled with anger, glancing from one nephew to the other. None of it interested Stas in the slightest—his gaze remained fixed on his phone screen.“I currently have every right to manage everything, so I’ll prepare an additional agreement, Viktor,” the man said, breathing heavily as he dropped into an armchair.“I don’t give a damn about your conversations,” the younger Darvin snorted, getting to his feet. “I’d rather take a walk in the garden.”Stas left the room, and once the door closed behind him, the argument resumed.“Uncle, you may
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