Chapter 225

After a few seconds of silence, Stanton frowned ever so slightly, thinking his ears were playing tricks on him. "Who?" "From the Hales… Julian," the assistant quickly clarified. Stanton's face shifted in an instant. He waved off the lawyer and gave Beckett a sharp glare. This son of his—maybe not totally useless after all. No denying it, the Hales were way more valuable than the Merritt family. Back then, Stanton had tried every trick in the book to talk to the Hale matriarch about a possible marriage alliance. Problem was, the true Hale heiress was still MIA. He'd even had people investigating, hoping to find her and cozy up to the Hales that way. Too bad, years went by with nothing to show for it. And now, out of the blue, the Hales were knocking on their door about a marriage alliance? … The news hit the boardroom like a bomb. Everyone was floored—the Hales, of all people. Sure, under Beckett's lead, the Beach Group was cruising along nicely, but hooking up with the Hales? That woul