Chapter 246

George Tate looked dead serious, like he was completely in the right. “You want to cut ties with me? Fine. But if you're not part of the Tate family anymore, then who gave you the right to hold onto our stuff?” Michael Sinclair picked up the contract, glanced over it casually, and smirked. “Mr. Tate, you sure sound like someone who’s never seen a law book.” George’s face stiffened. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Based on everything you’ve done to Cassandra, she has every legal ground to cut you off. And now you’re asking her to hand over shares and property, like it’s candy? Honestly, I don’t get how Tate Corp didn’t crash under you. That alone’s a miracle.” “You—!” “Enough.” Cassandra Tate finally spoke up, voice cold. “George Tate, stop playing dirty. As long as I still feel like being civil, don’t push your luck. Or who knows? One day I might just get mad enough to call for a shareholders’ meeting.” George’s eyes darkened. “Is that a threat?” A shareholders’ meeting—he knew exactl