Chapter 142

At the Buchwald residence in Sunderland, Samuel sat in his study, eyeing Ingrid carefully. Ingrid appeared slightly haggard; her eyes were puffy and red. However, she had carefully applied makeup before meeting Samuel, so her features still appeared strikingly seductive and flawless. "Ms. Young, I'm sorry about Mr. Young's situation. But I'm afraid going after Icarus doesn't offer much benefit to me," Samuel stated with a gentle smile. Ingrid's face fell. "Mr. Buchwald, you and Elliot were such good friends..." Samuel waved his hand dismissively. "Friendship is all well and good, Ms. Young, but in today's world, I need more concrete reasons to act. Sentiment alone doesn't cut it." Ingrid bit her lip. She had heard that Samuel was cold and calculating, and she finally experienced it first-hand. "If you help me, I can make the Young family an affiliated family of the Buchwalds," Ingrid said through gritted teeth. "We'll give you 15% of our annual profits." It pained her pride to of