"I've heard of his name," Sophia said thoughtfully, "but I've never met him. After all, we live in different countries. I only know he once made it onto the Forbes list."
Lucas nodded. "Yes. He's coming tomorrow to expand DS Group's operations here. He wants to take the domestic market by storm—and to do that, he needs to work with me."
"If that's true," Sophia mused, "then the DS deal must be a huge one. It could easily bring in billions."
Lucas agreed. "Exactly. So according to the original plan, I have to meet him. But if I do, I won't be able to take you to the airport myself."
"It's fine," she said lightly. "Whatever comes, I'll handle it."
Just then, Mrs. Wilson came out from the kitchen. "Sir, Madam, dinner is ready."
"Thank you, Mrs. Wilson," Lucas said. "Please call the children down."
Moments later, six small pairs of feet came bounding down the stairs. Each of them wore a bright smile—but Sophia instantly sensed something was off.
