Dawn gradually approached.
The Prince sat dejectedly on a bed.
He didn't know where he was, he only knew that he had been taken into a car, which drove him around and around, eventually arriving in front of a two-story building.
Then he was taken into the two-story building and locked in this room.
The room was fairly decent, but it made one feel oppressed.
The Prince didn't understand why his Uncle Zhou would go against their agreement, didn't he say that as long as his father stepped down, he could take over his father's business?
The Prince gazed blankly at the window with iron bars welded onto it, feeling a mix of emotions.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The market battle between Xingyi'an Company and the Money Group had intensified, neither party willing to give up their share.
