Chapter 16

As it was about the Nelson Group's big crisis, the whole Nelson family arrived in style, with three sleek Mercedes surrounding a flashy Bentley that caught everyone's attention. "Wow, this building is actually Yonder Digital's..." Yvette whispered, her eyes wide. She didn't come to the Central Business District often, but she had spotted the iconic twin towers during her shopping trips. She had thought they belonged to one of the four great families, but it turned out they were tied to Yonder Digital. Cody stepped out of the Bentley, gazing up at the towering skyscraper with a serious look on his face.

Yonder Digital was new but quickly becoming a major player in the business world. Their rise was impressive-almost unstoppable. They weren't just flush with cash; they had cutting-edge tech that no one else had, which put them way ahead of their competitors. If the Nelson family could partner up with a powerhouse like that, it would be a huge win. But if it fell into the wrong hands -say, a competitor's-they'd be in deep trouble.

Feeling the pressure, Cody turned to Yvette with a stern expression. "We're counting on you today."

Yvette

nodded confidently. "Don't

Good!" Cody replied, satisfied worry, Dad. I'll do everything I can to make the collaboration happen with Yonder Digital."

Then the Nelson family marched into the building with resolve.

Mitchell strode towards the front desk, acting like he owned the place. "We need to see the chairman."

The receptionist replied coolly, "It needs an appointment."

Mitchell was fuming. "Do you even know who we are? The chairman and CEO of Nelson Group are right here!"

The receptionist shook her head. "Sorry, but everyone needs an appointment."

"You!"

Chill

I out, Mitchell. The company has rules, and the employees can't just make decisions on their own," Yvette interrupted, stepping forward smoothly. She pulled out a text message from the day before. "We're here for the designer interview." The receptionist replied, "The interview is on the 18th floor."

Yvette smiled warmly, leading Cody and the others toward the elevator.

On the 100th floor, the office had a breathtaking view. Floor-to-ceiling curved windows let people there see the bustling city of Crescentville. Shakira sat back in the chairman's chair, her icy gaze fixed on a computer screen showing the smiling Nelson family. Sean leaned casually against the desk, shaking his head. "Do they really think this is Nelson Group? Trying to boss our staff around and use the executive elevator? How ridiculous!"

He then chuckled mischievously. "What if the Nelsons came up here and saw you in the chairman's seat? Do you think they'd start begging for mercy?"

chance," Shakira scoffed. She knew them too well-they'd only yell at her for acting wildly. She stood up and said,

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able to contain

turned to leave, something caught her eye. "That building

from the twin towers, separated by Crescentville River, stood another tall building,

"It used to be the tallest one downtown, but that was a

I feel like someone inside that

the eighteenth

opposite sides-Yvette and the others on one side, and Shakira, who had just come from the top floor, on the other. Their eyes

are

ties with us last night and now you regret it? You

"What? Is this building

Her words hit thard,

Cody and the

brother. "Listen, whatever drama you're planning, today is all about Yvette's interview. We'll

shook her head in disappointment, taking a step back. "I thought you'd be

Finn's face darkened.

[P]

at the Nelson brothers' tense expressions as they tried to

quickly stopped him.

fairness and transparency, and anyone who refused to be on camera

knew they couldn't make a scene. They were here to plead, and they had to keep

cause

'Sean wouldn't reveal anyone's designs without a contract. How could Shakira possibly know that

her design at all. With Dad and my brothers here today, she has to realize what that means. There's no way she'd risk

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