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Chapter 945 Did You Forget How to Raise a Baby?
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On a gloomy morning at the Sterling Empire Headquarters, Evan stood near the entrance of Matthew’s office, clearly uneasy. Karl noticed the hesitation.

“What’s wrong, Evan?” he asked, picking up on the man’s discomfort.

Evan fidgeted, trying to sound neutral. “Mr. Sterling... are you planning to reclaim your position as president today?”

Karl shook his head slightly. “I haven’t made myself public yet. Neither to the shareholders nor the board.”

“Well,” Evan began delicately, “earlier this morning, Young Matthew didn’t seem very willing to talk about it.”

Karl swallowed hard. He didn’t back down. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I think he doesn’t want to give up the presidency. Not after everything he’s been through.”

Karl’s voice sharpened. “He should never have gone through al

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