'She suffered all of this. For me.' he sighed, feeling pained inside...
He turned away from the counter, walked quietly to the front door, and let himself out without making a sound. He didn't want her to know he'd heard. She would be mortified. She would apologize. She would make him promise not to worry about it.
He stood in the dim hallway outside her apartment for a long moment, staring at the peeling paint on the opposite wall, and made a decision.
His sister's company was a subsidiary of the Wanhai Group.
Which meant it was, for all practical purposes, his company. He held forty percent of the parent corporation's shares. He sat at the same table as the chairman. The general manager of the Steel Street Shopping Center had introduced himself as Stan's subordinate.
