Obin, having just concluded his conversation with Robert, made his way to Derek's chamber.
"Boss," Obin began, his voice composed, "Mr. Robert has agreed, and I have told them what you asked me to tell them."
Derek regarded Obin with a cold, unwavering gaze. He had orchestrated this elaborate scheme, and now it was unfolding according to his plan.
"If you want to talk, I can arrange for you to meet his daughter now," Obin suggested, his willingness to execute Derek's orders apparent.
Derek, however, showed little interest in a personal encounter. His priorities were clear, and his ruthless determination was evident in his response. "There's no need for it. His daughter does not pique my curiosity. His property comes first, followed by his daughter. And after I have all of her property,
