Seeing the seriousness in Mark''s eyes, Helen swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue.


    After all, she and Vicky had agreed after much discussion that it had to be a factory.


    Thend was t, and with that river, it was a god-given treasure for an industrial zone.


    And no one ever lost money when it came to industrial zones, though one could not say the same for a


    farm.


    Seeing her hesitation, Mark frowned in annoyance. "Are you going to build a factory here too?"


    "No." Helen quickly denied it, while her mind quickly searched for options.


    It was obvious that Mark cherished his farm and refused to build factories that would pollute the natural


    goodness here.


    However, the problem was that farms were really not profitable, and they might end up losing a lot


    more.


    If that happened, forget Mark crediting Helen''s abilities—all she would receive in turn was


    disappointment and a huge debt. She would certainly not be considered a candidate for the next head


    of the Lane family while she loses all her money, losing more than what she bargained for like Jade


    had said earlier.


    It was only now that Frank understood why the Southstream Lanes were perfectly calm giving up the


    farm from the start—it really was a money sink.


    And Mark''s refusal topromise only makes things worse.


    "Hehe... Helen, don''t think you can put on airs now," Fleur chuckled, not forgetting to mock Helen just


    then since she held a bitter grudge against Helen. "Did you think we''d consider passing you the farm if


    it was that easy to manage? Dream on!"


    "I''ll be frank, Helen," Mark said, frowning. "I''ve worked on this farm for a long time, and I wouldn''t pass


    it to anyone if it wasn''t for my age catching up to me. If you want to take it, you must promise me that


    you won''t build a factory."


    Pausing, he then added, "Also, I''ve been thinking about retiring as head of the family. You have one


    quarter''s time, Helen—make a profit with this farm, even earning the starting cost, and I''ll appoint you


    the next head of the Lane family! Can you do it?"


    Helen was hesitant as she saw the gleam in Mark''s eyes.


    That was when Vicky strode forward, beaming as she answered in Helen''s stead, "Don''t worry, Mr.


    Lane. With Helen and I brainstorming together, we can make a profit with this farm in a quarter—no, in


    just two months!"


    Markughed, seeing how confident Vicky was. "Very well! I shall pass all rights to this farm to you


    ladies. Naturally, we should have this down in writing."


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    Mark then beckoned for Gavin to bring the prepared agreement, cheerfully writing a hundred million


    dors on it.


    "If you do seed in earning the hundred million dors you paid me in two months, I''ll acknowledge


    that you have surpassed us in potential. I certainly won''t be worried about you leading the family!


    Hahaha..."


    Mark wasughing as he left, leaving everyone trading looks.


    "A jolly old man, isn''t he?" Vicky smiled, watching as Mark left.


    "Yeah." Helen nodded, tears welling up in her eyes as Mark reminded her of her own grandfather,


    Henry.