Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Mrs. Sharp fixed Jackson with a sharp gaze. "In the entire Sharp family, who else but your older brother has what it takes to lead? Your second and third brothers are lost in their books, and you, well, you're just a spoiled kid. Sadly, your elder brother has no children, so the legacy of the ring means nothing now. I'm giving it as a gift to someone deserving. What's got you all worked up?"

Jackson, flustered, spilled his greedy intentions. "Mother, who says I can't take over the Vincent Corporation? You just don't trust my skills. Give me the business, and I'll prove I can make it thrive. Why should an outsider reap the rewards?"

Mrs. Sharp stayed silent, but her eyes lingered on Jules with a knowing look.

Jules clenched his fists, realizing that his supposedly naive younger brother had ambitions of his own.

"Mother, since our little brother wants to try his hand at business, why not let him give it a shot?"

A mysterious smile crept onto Mrs. Sharp's face. "Indeed, if your brother is keen on business, how can I, as his mother, not support him? But he's always been a bit of a dandy, and Vincent Corporation is no small feat. If he wants to get into business, he'll need to prove himself. I think we should put him to the test."

Jackson was elated. "Mother, I'm ready for any challenge."

Mrs. Sharp then turned to Morris. "Young man, I see you have a noble character, and your loyalty to Nathalie is admirable. I like that about you. Would you do this old lady a favor? Stick around for three months. I'll give both you and Jackson equal chances. If you can outdo him within that time, you might just become the new head of the Sharp family enterprise."

Morris remained quiet, now sure that Mrs. Sharp knew his true identity.

With a soft smile, Morris replied, "Alright then, I've got nowhere else to be, might as well stick around for the fun."

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