How dare that bastard make Grace cry? Silvester felt the rage bubbling beneath his calm exterior as he exited his company building. His anger had been simmering ever since Keith's arrogant retorts after the meeting. That smug bastard had been insufferable, flaunting his so-called revolutionary new-tech business proposal like it was a divine gift.
To be honest, Silvester had zero interest in Keith's renewable energy solutions. His empire was thriving, and he didn't need this upstart’s condescending pitch. But this wasn’t about business or money. This was about Grace’s revenge. He wanted to lull Keith into a false sense of security, then strike when the time was right, dismantling everything Keith had worked to build.
He'd allowed Keith’s presentation, thinking it might help Grace, but n
