Anastasia immediately understood what Herman was getting at, worried that the same person who poisoned before might target Tavon next.


    Taking it seriously, Anastasia said, "When my dad went back to Willowbrook, I told him all about it. I suggested he hand over the business to those two siblings and just enjoy life with some shares. But he won''t let go, saying he''d only pass it to me because he knows


    you''ve got my back."


    With Morton Group in turmoil and leadership shifting, Tavon''s ns to regain control seemed more challenging. While Tavon was recovering from his stroke, Sandy and Sean were likely moving quickly to solidify their positions. Clearly, the board was no longer in Tavon''s favor.


    Having Herman as her support, Anastasia felt ready to take on Sean and Sandy.


    Herman nodded, "Morton Group is worth billions now. Since Sean took over, they''ve ventured into new areas like influencer marketing on social media. They''ve signed up lots of influencers for product promotions, a strategy far more profitable than tea factories or tourism. It''s really boosted thepany''s market value." "That brainwork isn''t Sean''s; it''s all Sandy," Anastasia pointed out. "From the first time I met her, I knew she was sharp. If it weren''t for her health and being a woman, my dad would''ve surely made her his sessor. She''s got a real head for business."


    Back when Anastasia had a stall at the Night Market, she thought about getting into live-streaming. But she knew without a team, building a business like that was impossible.


    The Morton Group, with its connections and money, was perfectly situated to find and exploit business opportunities. Sandy clearly had a knack for spotting them.


    Soon, the waiter brought out all the dishes, and while chatting with Anastasia, Herman was carefully deboning her fish, showing his attentiveness.


    With a calm demeanor, Herman said, "You said you wanted to stay out of Morton Group affairs, and now, with our baby on the way, I don''t want you involved either. A few billion is nothing; I''ve got a hundred times that for you. No need to dive into those messy waters." Anastasia chuckled, "Come on, your empire is yours, not in my name."


    "It''s all in your name now," Herman said seriously. "The stocks, funds, property, shares, cars, andnds under my name are yours. I''m just working for you now, just leave me some pocket money each month."


    Anastasia''s eyes widened, "Herman, you''re kidding, right?"


    "Not at all," Herman smiled. "So, I guess you''re paying for dinner tonight; I''m broke."


    Anastasiaughed, "I see your n, getting me to pay. Okay, this one''s on me."


    Herman chuckled, "You caught me."


    Anastasia didn''t really believe him, knowing Herman had joked about this before. But this time, Herman wasn''t joking; everything he owned was indeed in her name, though she''d only find outter.


    In a Western-style restaurant, Joseph had reserved the whole ce for a fancy dinner with his son Daria.


    As he entertained his son, he kept an eye on the clock.


    It was past eight, and Julie hadn''t shown up, running an hourte.


    Joseph wasn''t worried, guessing this was just Julie ying hard to get.


    At the bar, Dailey was disguised as a bartender, monitoring Joseph closely.


    When Julie arrived at 8:10, Dailey''s expression shifted slightly upon spotting her.


    He recognized her as Kayleigh, the one who had tricked Flynn.


    Staying calm without making any sudden moves, Dailey watched her approach Joseph. Remembering Flynn''s ordeal, Dailey wondered if Joseph was the mastermind behind everything. Dailey took out his phone and messaged Herman: Boss, the woman with Joseph is Kayleigh, the same one who tricked Flynn.