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.

If the project is in the red

whole affair weighed

nearby and noticing the somber mood between David and Thalassa, tried to lighten the atmosphere with a chuckle. "Oh come on, who is Lysander? He's a legend in the

spirits undeniably unlifted by the reassurance. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

a myth, a legend. His decisive and iron-fisted approach

for three years, even leading doctors to declare he might

news of Lysander becoming a vegetable, despite efforts to keep it under

were all

coma, he was no longer on

project involved purchasing designs from an unknown designer-her. And

argue Lysander's brain injury had impaired his judgment, making him susceptible to beauty and leading to poor decisions, thus

parting ways with David, Thalassa remained

she sat on her

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