Mira sighed heavily. They were practically handing Lawrence the keys to the kingdom.
"What position is he holding?"
"I heard they originally wanted to make him Vice President, but the shareholders and executives refused. Sebastian then tried to make him a general manager of a subsidiary, but Lawrence rejected that too.
Right now, it seems he's working as the President's Assistant."
Miles currently served as the President of the Quinn Group, with Sebastian acting as the Chairman of the Board.
"Alright, I got it. Keep a close watch on the Lances."
Lenny was simply much smoother to work with; there was a distinct advantage to utilizing an intelligence network she had built from the ground up.
Silas Lawson was an option, but he was ultimately Master Ellis's subordinate and a senior figure. Compared to him, Lenny was far more agile for these tasks.
Lenny's operation had long outgrown its original small crew. Not only had he built a massive web of contacts in Melvion City, but his influence had deeply infiltrated Aethelgard.
He was rapidly becoming a formidable force in his own right.
"Boss, when we were keeping tabs on the Lance family recently, we noticed Vivienne Voss has been in frequent contact with the Lance siblings."
"You mean Vivienne, not Vanessa."
"Right, Vivienne Voss. The daughter of the Voss family head. Vanessa is her uncle's daughter, I know."
"Good. Keep me updated.
Lenny, make some time to come by. I have something nice for you."
Though the three of them operated as a tight-knit family, Mira preferred keeping their finances strictly delineated. She firmly believed that clear ledgers made for the best partnerships.
Even between parents and children, or husbands and wives, gifts were gifts. Minor expenses could be overlooked, but massive fortunes needed rigid boundaries.
Naturally, after the corporate accounts were settled, the three major shareholders would still receive massive dividend payouts, but that was a separate matter.
At the time, her senior partner hadn't touched his cut, leaving it with Mira to manage. Mira had transferred Master Ellis's share directly to him.
But later, when his own corporate dividends rolled in and his cash flow stabilized, Master Ellis wired the entire trillion right back to Mira for her to oversee.
Over the past few months, Mira had aggressively funneled that colossal capital into hedge funds, raking in tens of billions in pure profit over just half a year.
Once you hit a certain financial threshold, money simply printed more money. Especially since Mira had the ultimate cheat code: memories of her past life. She knew exactly which way the macroeconomic winds would blow, both domestically and globally.

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