Liam Winston's face turned ashen.
He had never been humiliated like this before.
Ethan Sullivan actually spoke up for Sophia Sullivan.
The man sat in his wheelchair, a gray blanket draped over his legs.
His gaze was icy, radiating an innate nobility.
Chloe Evans gently squeezed his fingers.
Liam suppressed his fury.
The company's interests forced him to swallow his pride.
"Since Mr. Sullivan is straightforward, I won't beat around the bush."
Liam sneered inwardly.
No matter how powerful Ethan was, he remained a cripple.
Sophia would only suffer by his side.
"If Mr. Sullivan can facilitate an introduction, I'm willing to offer 10% of Winston Group's shares."
"All I ask is a meeting with the CEO of Radiant Beauty Group."
The offer was tempting enough.
Sophia calculated silently.
Radiant Beauty Group was A-City's advertising giant.
Liam had indeed gone all out this time.
Ethan stood to gain without losing anything.
But...
Sophia's lips curved slightly.
"Is that all the sincerity you have?"
Ethan's voice was frigid.
"Mr. Sullivan, reconsider. This is a win-win partnership."
"I don't need money."
Ethan looked down at him with disdain.
"My business partners can be ruthless, but never foolish."
"Someone with such poor taste in women isn't worthy of negotiating with me."
Sophia wasn't surprised.
Ethan always followed his whims.
Liam was too naive.
He didn't understand the mindset of those at the top.
The Winstons' meager assets meant nothing to Ethan.
"Mr. Sullivan..." Chloe spoke timidly.
Tap.
Ethan's knuckle rapped lightly against the table.
Chloe immediately fell silent.
"Don't ruin my mood."
His tone was chilling, sending shivers down their spines.