One Night Stand With My Ex's Uncle

Anna’s POV

I watched Samuel’s face carefully as I leaned slightly forward, my voice deliberately casual despite the weight of my words.

"Simpson Group wants to secure Skylake District, which isn’t particularly difficult for them. But Mr.Griffin, what you may not know is that there’s a historic building in Skylake that belongs to a private owner. For Simpson Group to develop Skylake, they must first resolve the issue of this building."

I intentionally left my words hanging, noting with satisfaction how Samuel’s eyes sparked with interest. He set down his glass slowly, studying me with newfound attention.

"And this building is significant because...?" he prompted, his tone still dismissive but his body language betraying his curiosity.

"Whoever controls that historic property essentially controls the development rights to the most valuable section of Skylake District," I explained, taking a small sip of water to ease my still-burning throat.

Samuel glanced at Logan, then back at me. "So what you’re saying is— whoever gets this building, gets Skylake?"

"More or less," I answered vaguely, calculating my next move carefully. I needed to hook him without appearing desperate.

His eyes narrowed as he leaned back in his chair. "I see. And you two-" he gestured between Logan and me with his fork, "—you’re both interested in this Skylake project together?"

"Mr. Griffin is quite perceptive," I conceded, deciding to drop all pretense. "Yes, I am the owner of that historic building. It’s my mother’s family ancestral home, already in my name. If you’re interested, we could potentially collaborate."

Samuel’s lips curled into something between a smile and a sneer.

"Collaborate? With you? What was your name again? Anna... something?