CHAPTER 75
Author: Imouni29
last update2024-07-30 21:27:12

While he was busy dealing with the fire incident and ensuring no more chemical leaks would occur, a knock on the door diverted Asher's focus.

He stood up from his chair and walked over to Aberon Dixon, who had just entered his office. They sat on the sofa, exchanging smiles.

Aberon frowned when he saw the bandage on his son's forehead. "What happened to your forehead?" he asked, looking worried.

Asher touched his forehead, realizing the bandage was still there. "Oh, it's nothing, Dad. Why are you here?"

Aberon sighed softly. "I heard from one of the family lawyers that you bought Alexander's company. Is that true?"

Asher nodded. "Yes, Darren Alexander sold it."

Aberon seemed to ponder for a moment, looking closely at Asher's face. He felt a sense of pride seeing his son grow up and brave enough to take the risk of leading a company. "So, after you bought it, what do you plan to do with the company?"

Asher thought for a moment. He had long considered what kind of business he wanted to
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