Chapter 121: Grateful you came along

Davis and Jessica refocused their thoughts, their gazes locked onto the screen as they attempted to analyze the man who had slipped away thinking he was unnoticed—unaware that a camera had inadvertently captured his image.

Jessica wasted no time. She swiftly drafted an enhanced version of the image, preparing it for potential tracing and identification. As they worked, exchanging thoughts in hushed tones, the sudden surge of noise from the television caught their attention.

In front of the Allen Group’s headquarters, a swarm of reporters had gathered, their cameras raised high, microphones pointed eagerly toward the entrance. The once-thinning crowd had doubled in size, as journalists who had lingered after the press conference quickly joined the commotion.

It was as though, with a single beckoning wave, every reporter in the city had converged on the scene.

Jessica lightly shook her head. She had been there when Davis was issuing the instructions which states "Immediately after the press conference".

But she never expected Richard to move this fast. It seems he is getting better and better by the day. Her gaze sharpened as she watched the broadcast to see what he had worked out.

Then, the breaking news hit. "Allen Group evade tax, under pays their staff for the past eight months"

This single report sent shockwaves through the country that within minutes, social media and news channels were flooded with it. Each giving its own headings to attract more audience.

"Evasion of tax —Allen Group fall short"

"Staff underpaid and taxes not paid since its new regime."

"Bad leadership—Desmond Allen not fit to lead the Allen Group."

stating that The Allen Group, the largest conglomerate in the country, had allegedly been evading taxes ever since Desmond Allen took

smile curled

television screen as the breaking news

voice was laced with disbelief as she turned to him. "Davis Allen, do you

yet teasing. "You asked me to play, didn’t you? Well, here I am." He leaned back, his fingers drumming lightly against the armrest. "Besides, I’m simply correcting an anomaly. If Desmond’s

in her

Richard’s voice

reconsider. Instead, his smirk

he said, his voice steady and laced

just playing—it was war. She gulped unconsciously. Making it messier meant one thing the

Davis’s eyes turned cold, glazing over like frost. "You know, I’ve

His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, now carried a depth of contemplation—like a

his mood. His expression, though composed, held an underlying weight that hadn’t been there moments

softened her voice, her tone both gentle and encouraging.

unfolded, these past months of living with him had given

but beneath that formidable exterior was a man who felt deeply. He loved

by my uncle, I would still be sitting in that dark study, drinking, smoking, and waiting for my final day. Or worse... maybe I would have succumbed to depression and

she met his gaze, her eyes unwavering. "So?" she repeated, urging him

is able to heal

carrying a mix of contemplation and sincerity. "I’m

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