"Over the years, under Dad's and my management, the Sloan family business hasn't exactly skyrocketed, but it's been steady and respectable," Josiah explained through the phone. "But ever since Tamara married Milford, our standing has declined day by day. Meanwhile, the Sherwoods haven't taken a hit at all. In fact, they're outpacing the Fultons now. Do you honestly believe in coincidences like that?"
His voice dropped, heavy with implication. "Besides, we've known the Sherwoods for a long time. Fitch has always doted on Yvonne. Something felt off to me at the wedding... Knowing his temper, he should have skinned Tamara alive when he found out she was responsible for Yvonne's suffering all these years. Instead, he acted like nothing happened. He even stopped Gloria from going after her. Does that sound normal to you?"
Josiah didn't need to spell out the rest; the implication was clear enough.
Clive’s mind flashed back to the wedding, recalling Fitch’s behavior. A sudden chill ran down his spine. He also remembered Milford’s dark, predatory gaze and the icy look Yvonne had shot him that day.
Could it be? Were the Sherwoods really that ruthless? Would they destroy the entire Sloan legacy just to avenge Yvonne?
On the other end of the line, Josiah’s tone softened slightly but remained unyielding. "I've said what I needed to say. I’m giving you one week to clean up your mess. After that, I expect to see you at the Sloan Group headquarters. As for your three hundred million dollar penalty..."
He paused, his voice turning hard as stone. "Figure it out yourself. Consider it a lesson. If the family goes bankrupt, we won't have the power to save you anyway.
The call ended abruptly.
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