Chapter 1572:

“Mr. Sanderson, would you consider joining our company’s self-produced variety show?”

“The one that lost over a billion?” Clint asked, his voice still gentle.

Tiffany was momentarily stunned by his words and then let out a laugh, her voice dropping to a tone only they could hear.

“It’s much more than just a few billion.”

Devonte’s financial troubles went far beyond the billion-dollar mark. If the damage had been limited to that amount, he wouldn’t have needed to scramble in bed with…

Breezeland’s conglomerates, engaging in the murky underworld of the entertainment industry.

Tiffany’s words failed to make even the slightest ripple in Clint’s expression. He had already picked up a thing or two about Devonte from Brenton.

But when Devonte cheerfully claimed that it was just media hype and eagerly invited him to join the show, Clint turned Devonte down without a second thought.

that the whole project could be adjusted to fit Clint’s schedule. Furthermore, Devonte promised

hearing Devonte’s words, Clint showed no reaction. He seemed satisfied

through the line. Frustrated, she grabbed the phone and ended the call abruptly. She then said to Clint, “I have evidence of Devonte’s involvement in illegal

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declaration, she offered an explanation with a soft

mistakenly think we’re involved, making my plan easier. Sorry for using you.

We are involved!” Clint interjected

was still there for her, waiting for her to

thought, and her resolve swayed slightly. Maybe, just maybe,

fourth day back in Baythorn, at the Sanderson family villa, Harlee, fresh from a nap with Felix, picked up her

out

me. I’ve been at the beach, trying to figure out what I had erred on

spoke, he sniffled, his voice carrying the weight of practiced

gave himself a thumbs-up. The hours spent binge-watching TV

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