Always perched high above others, like a monarch of his domain, Lysander couldn't possibly stomach being labeled as intellectually challenged, no longer fit to navigate the treacherous waters of the business world.

Thalassa's breath tightened with worry. "Is the market really that tough right now? Is there any way to turn things around?"

David's expression was grim as he shook his head. "I'm not sure. The new jewelry line has only been out for a few days, and the sales are looking grim. Maybe running some promotional deals could warm the market up a bit."

Though David's response was noncommittal, Thalassa knew the situation was dire. In the jewelry business, a designer's reputation is paramount. Creations by unknown designers need time to be polished, to gain the acceptance and recognition of consumers.

And how long that polishing takes can vary widely-from a year or two to perhaps even three to five years.

But the shareholders of the Sinclair Group wouldn't grant Lysander the time needed to prove the success of his decision.

short-term gains. If the project is in the red or if the market hits a downturn, they

weighed heavily

and Thalassa, tried to lighten the atmosphere with a chuckle. "Oh come on, who

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and iron-fisted approach never missed. Everyone else could only look up

injury that left Lysander comatose for three years, even leading doctors to declare he might remain in a vegetative state for life, his

despite efforts to keep it under wraps, had

Sinclair Group were all too aware

moment he fell into a coma, he was

purchasing designs from an unknown designer-her. And inside the Sinclair

fear was that the shareholders would argue Lysander's brain injury had impaired his judgment, making him susceptible to beauty and leading to poor decisions, thus causing the jewelry project to

ways with David,

current state, she sat on her couch, idly flipping through

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