Beg, Because I won't Let You Go!
Jasper continued, "if Leo talks, he’ll take the Vanguards down with him. Cassandra’s father would be furious. Cassandra, who clearly doesn't know about this, is about to get caught between her own ambition and her father’s wrath."
He closed the folder. "We have ammunition, Hazel. And we have 24 hours."
Hazel looked at her grandfather with newfound awe. Beneath that frail frame was a business mind as sharp as a razor.
"So, what do we do?" she asked.
Jasper smiled—the same smile he must have had in his youth when he built the Quinn empire from scratch. "We play chess, Hazel. We let Cassandra think she’s holding the queen, while we’ve already set the checkmate."