Nathalie first met Mike Arthur from the Sharp family at this very banquet. He barely acknowledged her, always talking with his chin raised like he was looking down on the world.
She couldn’t figure out why Arthur seemed to have it out for her, but before she could dwell on it, Dominick leaned in, voice low.
“That Arthur guy? The Sharp family’s grooming him to be the heir. Ever since Mr. Morris came back, Arthur’s been worried about getting sidelined—so now he’s making Morris’s life hell every chance he gets.”
Dominick shot her a meaningful look. “Boss, Mr. Morris passed along a message: no matter what, we have to win this bid against Vincent Corporation.”
That surprised Nathalie. Nathan had always left her to run things her way. For him to suddenly step in, it had to be about sending Vincent Corporation a message—otherwise, there’d be no stopping them from swallowing Stewart Group whole.
She rubbed her temples, feeling the tension build. Vincent Corporation wanted to take over Stewart Group? Jules really was a sly old fox—decades of family friendship tossed aside for business. Ruthless didn’t even begin to cover it.
With Morris’s illness weighing heavy on her mind, Nathalie was in no mood for drawn-out battles. She wanted the Sharp family handled, once and for all.
After a moment’s thought, she gave Dominick clear instructions. “Whatever it takes, Dominick. We need that contract. And after we win—”
A spark of strategy flashed in her eyes. “Make sure everyone hears about our victory. Play up Vincent Corporation’s loss—make it look like they’re out of their depth and slipping fast.”
Dominick grinned and gave her a thumbs-up. “Boss, you really know how to work the crowd.”
Nathalie composed herself and faced the client with a warm, professional smile. “Hello, I’m Vivian, CEO of Stewart Group. I’m sure you’ve already heard—our AI division is the undisputed leader here in the city. Honestly, even on the world stage, we’re right at the top. Mr. Moore, your decision to work with us shows real vision.”
Nathalie glanced across the table at Mr. Ford, smiling. “That’s easy enough to test. Why don’t we each bring out our best AI product and let Mr. Moore decide?”
Arthur smirked. “Fine by me.”
He nodded at his assistant. “Bring out our lineup.”
In no time, the Sharp family’s team was rolling in chips, gadgets, and smart tech. Mr. Moore looked them over, nodding, clearly impressed. “All of this is state-of-the-art. Very impressive.”
But Nathalie just smiled, shaking her head. “Mr. Moore, I have to disagree.”
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