But Joshua didn't let it get him down. He quickly countered, "Even if it's full, there's always room for one more, right? Who ever said no to more money?" "It's not about saying no to money; it's that you're too late, Mr. Whitman," Lysander replied, firm and unyielding.

There was no way he was letting Joshua buy into the company.

Joshua's hand clenched slightly where it rested on the table edge. Lysander's statement was a double-edged sword, hitting him right in the pride.

And Joshua felt it, deeply ashamed. But some opportunities, once missed, are gone forever.

When Lysander first started his company, pulling in investors while still confined to a wheelchair, deemed permanently disabled, Rosalind hadn't fought for Lysander's attention, and Joshua had shown no interest in investing in his business. Now, with Lysander's miraculous recovery and the company rapidly gaining traction, Joshua came knocking with Rosalind in tow, eager to buy in.

Back when Lysander was at his lowest, Joshua and Rosalind had kept their distance.

But now, seeing his success and his return to health, they were all too eager to rekindle their connection.

Lysander was no fool; he knew exactly what this was about.

caught in Lysander's discerning gaze, felt

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easily call out his

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up. With a slight smile, he said, "It's

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to Thalassa, their

some courtesy for Thalassa's sake. But upon hearing Thalassa's name, Lysander's previously amiable demeanor sharpened instantly, his gaze turning icy. "She's at Royal" Estates, doing well, of course. Mr. Whitman, it's interesting

mocking Joshua, a father who couldn't

hoping to leverage her name for

the way of

through

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