Chapter 72

Daniel didn't give a direct answer. He neither confirmed nor elaborated. Zephyr took a deep breath. "I see. Looks like this is something only you can handle." Before the conversation could continue, the screech of brakes came from outside. Daniel frowned, and moments later, the door swung open as a group walked in. Leading them was a young man with a well-groomed appearance—slicked-back hair, a suit, and a tie that gave him the air of a successful businessman. "Mr. Taylor, I heard you've been unwell. I thought I'd drop by to check on you," he said with a smile. "You just came to check if I'm still breathing or not, huh?" Zephyr scoffed. The atmosphere grew tense. The young man quickly pulled himself together. "Let's not be so hostile, Mr. Taylor. After living here for so long, I'm sure you have an attachment to this place. But I'd imagine you've run into some difficulties, right? "The sincerity of our company is unmatched." He opened his briefcase, placed a document on the tabl