Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 468

Gregory's face remained unchanged, his smile growing even more mocking. "You're so sure that Bryant will team up with you?"

"He might not want to team up with me."

Palmer was confident. "But if teaming up with me means he can take down you, his rival in love, why wouldn't he?"

Bryant didn't even have to lift a finger himself. Just handing Palmer a contract would be enough. Palmer would become Bryant's weapon, forcing Gregory into a corner. Palmer thought to himself, sure, SZ Technology has made waves for just over two years, but compared to RF Group, they're still small fry.

Gregory chuckled coldly, "Hold your horses before you boast, or you'll end up having to grin and bear it when things go south."

"What do you mean?"

"I've got news you haven't heard yet."

Gregory, lounging on the couch, leisurely informed the Ford family, "SZ Technology and RF Group just signed a strategic partnership."

He crossed his legs, tapping his knee absentmindedly, the picture of calm. "The deal was sealed this morning. No wonder you haven't heard."

"What?!"

Klein's face went pale! He glared at Palmer, furious, "Are you useless? How could you miss such critical information?!"

The partnership between SZ Technology and RF Group signified one thing: The Ford Group's AI project was doomed!

He had been so pleased with Palmer's performance over the past two years, ready to hand over the reins completely! And now, this incompetence.

Palmer, although taken aback, tried to keep his composure. "Dad, don't just take his word for it! With the animosity between them, Mr. Ferguson supporting SZ Technology over us seems unlikely!"

In Gregory's eyes, respect was earned through kindness and love. Without that, it didn't matter if you were his father or Confucius; you had no right to demand anything from him. He was ready to cut ties if necessary. After all, a crooked beam leads to a skewed house.

Klein, fuming, smashed a teacup, bellowing, "Gregory! How did the Ford family raise such an ungrateful son…"

"Wait, hold up."

Gregory interrupted calmly, a smirk on his face that begged to be wiped off. "Don't jump to conclusions. Who knows, maybe the Ford Group will end up needing this 'ungrateful son' after all?"

"You!"

"Dad..." Palmer, steeling himself, pulled Klein upstairs. Their primary concern now was to verify the truth behind Gregory's claims.