Chapter 866

Alfie said, "I've got a bit to sort out with Cash. You guys go ahead without us."

"Master, what's going on? Do you need help with anything?" Josefina asked, clearly worried.

Their sudden trip to Westwood had Josefina concerned that they were keeping something from her.

Alfie chuckled, "Josie, no worries. I mainly came to see you and catch up with an old buddy."

Cash added, "Little sis, if anything's up, you'll be the first to know. Relax."

With that, Josefina and Oliver went on their way.

As they walked, the evening breeze picked up, and it started getting chilly.

Oliver shrugged off his jacket and draped it over Josefina.

The oversized blazer made Josefina look even more petite.

"Josie, are you comfortable in my jacket? How about we get you one that fits better?" Oliver suggested.

He took Josefina's hand, steering her toward a women's boutique, but she stopped him.

"I have plenty of clothes at home, and Orla always sends me the latest seasonal collections. No need to buy more."

Josefina tugged on Oliver's hand, and they kept walking.

Halfway down the street, a car pulled up in front of them.

The window rolled down, revealing Dorian's striking face.

Dorian smiled at Josefina, "Hey, sis."

"Dorian," Josefina approached, her smile bright.

"Hop in, I'll give you a lift home," Dorian offered.

Josefina glanced back at Oliver, mouthing "bye-bye."

She got into the car, and without a second glance at Oliver, Dorian signaled the driver to go.

Josefina lowered the window and waved at Oliver.

Oliver, with an affectionate smile, waved back.

He then got into his own car parked nearby.

Oliver's phone rang; it was Brandon.

"Oliver, can you come by the manor? We need to talk."

"Sure."

Oliver hung up and told the driver to head to Brandon's place.

...

Upon arriving at Brandon's.

Oliver walked in to find Dominic on the sofa, deep in conversation with Brandon.

"Oliver, there you are. Take a seat. We need to discuss something," Brandon greeted.

"Dominic's been saying you're churning out all these budget tech products, making the factory work overtime, and pricing them tower than the competition."

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Dominic chimed in, "Are you trying to start a price war? This will only get you shunned by the elite."

Leaning against the sofa, Oliver's presence was commanding.

"So, you think technology should only be for the elite?" Oliver countered coldly.

Brandon asked, "What's your plan, Oliver?"

Oliver stated firmly, "Do you think everyone's swimming in money, Dominie? Products should be for

every customer, not just the ones

who can afford to splurge

Brandon had a lightbulb moment, praising, "Oliver, you've got a noble vision. I'm with you on this."

Dominic was taken aback, Brandon so easily convinced?

"But, Grandpa, everyone else is doing just fine with the high-price model!" Dominic protested.

Oliver scoffed, "And you think you should just follow the herd?"

Brandon's tone turned icy, "Dominic, you nee to broaden your

perspective. Trusting the comel

to Oliver was the right choice: