Chapter 176: To cut ties

The artifacts that once whispered tales of prosperity now stood as silent witnesses to the fall of carefully laid plans. Enraged by Cindy’s actions, Sam clenched his fist, his frustration demanding an outlet. The room seemed to close in, and the antique furniture, once symbols of prestige, now felt like burdens of an unattainable legacy. In the aftermath of the failed negotiation, Sam, driven by a mixture of anger and desperation, dialed Cindy’s number. The room, suffused with the heavy scent of history, became a stage for a confrontation that transcended familial bonds. “Dad, what do you want?” Cindy’s voice, laden with disdain, echoed through the receiver. Sam’s patience waned as he confronted his daughter’s defiance. “What have you done, Cindy? You married without my consent, jeopardizing the deal that could secure our family’s future.” “Our? Who is this our? I don’t remember being family with you.” She answered. “You dare!” he shouted. “Oh please, lower your voice, the city