Chapter 352: A Desperate Alliance

The atmosphere in the Zimmerman family's main conference room was as cold and heavy as a block of granite. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it failed to warm the frigid expressions on the faces of the elders and key members gathered around the polished mahogany table. At the head of the table, Kendrick Zimmerman sat stiffly, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle pulsed in his cheek. The usual arrogance in his eyes had been replaced by a simmering, barely concealed fury....