The manager's breathing turned shallow.
"Y-Yes, my lord. They've been thriving under your influence. Their projects, their expansions… all of it has been funded by GSK Group."
His hands felt clammy.
"They're one of the strongest Tier 3 families," he quickly added, desperate to show his knowledge. "They may not be Tier 1 yet, but they're among the best in Tier 3. We've contributed heavily—at least Six to Ten billion dollars in donations alone in their company."
Lord George paused for a moment, his silence sending an eerie chill through the manager's bones.
Then, his next words shattered the ground beneath him.
"I want everything withdrawn."
Immediately the manager's heart plummeted into his stomach.
Lord George Kaden leaned back in his seat, his gaze piercing through the quivering manager before him. His voice was calm, yet razor-sharp, slicing through the room like a blade.
"Withdraw everything."
