Georgia listened to Tarek, smiled, and said, “It is very simple. Without his help, Lyla or I would not be alive today. He saved both of our lives. If he asks for it, both of us will gladly hand over the Diaz family, not to mention Prosperous Star Pavilion alone!”
The way she said it was really domineering. However...
Tarek said disdainfully, “How can you simply give away a company left by the ancestors? I do not mind you being the patriarch of the family, but I firmly disagree with Thomas taking over the Prosperous Start Pavilion.”
Georgia smiled and asked, “Then what do you think, uncle? Who should be taking over the Prosperous Star Pavilion?”
Tarek placed his hands behind his back, lifted his head up high, and said confidently, “He is right here under your nose. I, Tarek Diaz, am the best candidate! According to seniority, I should be the one taking over Prosperous Star Pavilion.”
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