Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 1130

Lillian never expected the Winthrop family to compete for a Lillionix contract.

They had wealth and influence, sure, but did they even own domestic factories?

Even if they did in the past, it wasn't in this sector.

Had they pivoted into tech manufacturing while expanding overseas?

She recalled something Leonard Prescott had mentioned casually. He hadn't heard much about the Winthrops abroad, guessing they either operated in entirely different circles or their overseas footprint was relatively small.

What confused Lillian more was why they hadn't brought this up to her directly. Why jump through hoops to reach Celia?

Celia wasn't exactly a social butterfly, so how did they even track her down?

It was baffling.

Dismissing her thoughts, she opened the Winthrop portfolio.

A brand-new facility?

They certainly moved fast.

She had heard the eldest grandson, Tristan Winthrop, returned to the country ahead of his grandmother. He must have spearheaded this project.

The other proposals on her desk came from highly established manufacturers with proven track records. That was what she was primarily looking for.

Lillian hadn't even entertained the idea of working with a startup factory.

If this file had come from any other newcomer, she likely would have tossed it aside without a second glance.

But this was the Winthrop family. Out of respect for her late grandmother's ties to them, she read it carefully.

Miles glanced sideways at his older brother, a faint, cryptic smirk playing on his lips.

Tristan, walking beside them, looked stiff but kept his mouth shut.

Beatrice stopped at a few sections, shaking her head in disapproval.

She turned to her eldest grandson. "Tristan, Miles managed to get our proposal on her desk. But knowing how the old Madam Mercer handled her business, Lillian won't agree to anything without a personal inspection.

Lillian was raised by her. I suspect their business instincts are practically identical.

She's a brilliant girl. She won't hand over a massive contract just because our families share some history."

Before Tristan could respond, Miles chimed in. "Grandma, it sounds like your reputation doesn't carry as much weight as we thought."

Beatrice lightly slapped the back of Miles's hand. "Nonsense. Business is business. It doesn't run on favors."