NovelEnglishBut 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd Joshua felt it, deeply ashamed. But sopportunities, 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 cknocking 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.
Joshua, caught in Lysander's discerning gaze, felt a twinge of shame.
He knew he was shamelessly seeking Lysander out now, And Lysander could easily call out his true intentions.
tha Yet, Joshua couldn't give up. With a slight smile, he said, "It's never too late when the heart is in it, right o the way, how's Thalassa doing lately?" By Joshua attempted to shift the conversation to Thalassa, their most direct link at the moment.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter all, she was his daughter, and Mr. Sinclair might afford him scourtesy 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 that you haven't called her once, yet inquire about her through others." His eyes narrowed at Joshua, his lips barely moving in a sardonic smile, "And you call yourself her father?" He was clearly mocking Joshua, a father who couldn't bother to keep in touch with his own daughter.
Now suddenly showing interest, likely hoping to leverage her nfor his own gain.
Such is the way of businessmen! Lysander had seen through them long ago.
Every word Joshua said, Lysander understood its underlying meaning all too well.
Joshua was savvy, too. Lysander was his own creation, after all. How could he not understand his tactics? NO Lysander was reproaching him, a father, for his lack of care for Thalassa.
"I've been swamped lately," Joshua explained, "Susan and just hadia little box and he's been sick. I've been running around, consulting doctors, barely had a moment to et
myself, let alone anything else. His explanation implied it wasn't that he didn't care for Thalassa but that he was too caught up to show it. Lysander cracked a mocking smile, "Too busy, yet here you are today in person?" X
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