Chapter 60

My expression darkened slightly at Benson's words. Nevertheless, I said, "I've decided to carve out my own path, Mr. Layton. Although I appreciate your kindness, I must respectfully decline your offer." Benson smiled and said, "I understand you want to carve your path. In that case, how about a compromise? "Layton Group shall invest in Maxophia Logistics. You and Camille will hold 50% of the shares. How does that sound?" That caught me completely off guard, and my heart skipped a beat. It was true what they said—the older, the wiser. I hadn't anticipated this at all. While Camille had been a loose cannon, wildly firing insults, Benson, the calm and collected "nice guy", gently tried to coax me back. Not only did he play the sentiment card, but he also invoked our shared past. No one would dare say a thing if I'd mustered the guts to reject him flat-out. But now, he was taking a step back and proposing an investment partnership. Everyone knew that he was once my boss. Now that