Conner tapped his finger on the stone table and uttered, “The source of the news is unreliable, and it's purely your own guess. What if you're wrong? Land reclamation isn't difficult. The hardest part is getting approval. Even if I head over to Jadeborough myself, I won't be able to get it. Besides, you don't even know when and how they will reclaim the land.”
Jennifer remained silent.
The next moment, Conner continued, “However, it's a good thing to have the upper hand. It's remarkable that you can think of this.”
“I want to take a gamble,” said Jennifer.
“Go for it. Even if it's a loss, we'll only lose a few hundred million. However, if you guess wrongly, your family will be done for.”
It was Conner's way of warning her that if she failed, her family could never return to the main branch of the Wilson family, and they would have to fend for themselves.
Taking a deep breath, she replied, “I understand.”
Later, the old man waved his hand. “All right. Go ahead and rest.”
Immediately, Jennifer left.
As Conner looked at her retreating figure, his gaze darkened. “Colby, is this your granddaughter? She better not let me down.”
Jennifer's biological grandfather, Colby Wilson, had warned Jennifer's father to treat Donald well. He passed away three years ago, and Donald also attended the funeral.
“I heard it. She's guessing that there'll be land reclamation?” grumbled an old woman with a cane as soon as Jennifer left, staring at her back for a long time.
Tapping the ground with her cane, she exclaimed, “Nonsense!”
Shortly afterward, Conner lifted the teapot from the table. “You installed a listening device on the teapot. I'm still alive, but you're already so impatient?”
Having said that, he yanked the listening device from the bottom of the teapot and crushed it.
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