"Dan Zimmer, head of Riverton's Flora Hall!"

"Neil Turnbull of Morhen!"

As the announcements came one after the other, every bigwig of Riverton seemed to have arrived.

All the small and medium-sized enterprises (SME) owners, along with other partners of the Lanes, were left astounded.

"I wouldn't have known that a modest family like the Lanes knows every bigwig in Riverton!"

"We have to ride on their coattails!"

"Aren't you slow? My friend works at Lane Holdings..."

"Actually, I heard that Lane Holdings called for an emergency meeting. Helen Lane is no longer CEO— it's Chaz Graves from Southstream."

Wait, is it

"Who knows?"

these bigwigs must have come because of Mr.

pretty Ms. Lane is, she'd never get so many bigwigs to pay respects. Isn't

forgetting someone? Wasn't Ms. Lane married before? Could it perhaps be her

her eyes when she overheard those enterprise owners. "What are you talking about? Of course they came because of Mr. Graves! Helen's ex-husband is a piece of shit, so shut up if you want to

"Yes, yes."

owners naturally did not dare to argue despite Cindy's outburst, since they were hoping to get

the

of respect for Frank

Mr. Simmons—we've actually prepared tables for everyone. If

them, keeping them here to show everyone that

also came to invite them. "That's right, Mr. Quill. Please at least

still have other

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