Chapter XXX:

Both hands curled into fists, knuckles pale and tendons straining beneath the skin.

How could those people be so vicious—so completely without conscience?

A sudden, shrill ring sliced through the heavy silence.

Samuel’s name lit up on Blaine’s phone.

Forcing the grief into a box, Blaine picked up the call, his voice raw. “What now?”

“Mr. Castro!” Samuel’s voice cracked with tension. “Bad news. The boardroom is in chaos. Word got out that Mr. Wall is still alive. All the shareholders are demanding answers—they’re all in there now!”

Blaine’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening with restrained fury.

Always stirring up trouble the

choose today of all days

on my way,” he said, and ended the call. His gaze shifted to the bodyguard beside him. Voice low and

eyes were bloodshot, and he nodded

turned and

later, he pulled up outside Wall Group’s towering headquarters. Samuel had been standing by the entrance, and the moment Blaine stepped out of

the pavement, Blaine

weight of everything happening. “It’s a mess in the conference room! The shareholders are furious, demanding Ms. Hudson give an explanation. Some of them even said she should

smirk tugged at Blaine’s

nothing ever concerned them, were suddenly the first to stir the pot the moment

marched into the elevator, his face

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room door flew open with a thunderous kick that

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