Chapter 117

• Hearing his father’s words, Tedmond's smile dissipated, but then the grin returned to his face. “What did you say?”
• Guessing their father’s intentions, the others joined in. Harold had just gotten an idea: if he could convince Tedmond to make his baby mama invest in their struggling company for a fake project, they could get the hundred million back.
• “There’s a project going on, and we need investors to fund it,” Max added, his face serious. “It’s a big project, and the investment required will be substantial.”