Daly had just witnessed Rebecca's capabilities and was thoroughly convinced of her talents. He approached her, clapping a hand on her shoulder, "Rebecca, darling! Your old man has full faith in you! I'm sure you'll bring glory to the Morris Group. So, when are we heading over to AY Tech?"

Rebecca replied, "Leave the arrangements to me, Dad. You use this money to tide over the crisis for now. We can't afford to lose our cool!"

Rebecca's bank account boasted over twenty million dollars.

Though not a staggering amount, it was sufficient to address their immediate concerns.

The rest, they would leave up to AY Tech.

Daly nodded, "Alright then, I'll head to the office right away."

...

Meanwhile, at the Christensen Group.

Sherman was reviewing documents at his desk when a knock sounded on the door.

"Come in," he called, without looking up.

"Mr. Christensen," said the secretary as he entered.

"Speak," Sherman urged, his words brief.

continued, "Mr. Christensen, I've found the

closing the file in front of him to look

operatives under Alex,"

eyes narrowed at

Alex had presented Anthea with a gift. The image of the two together irked

operatives were assigned by Alex to ensure Ms.

the pen in his hand, "Alright, that's all I needed to know. You may

and exited, Sherman's brows

taken his father's life! What was Anthea to him? Why would Alex assign men to protect her? What was

dialed a number

the

pen in his hand, Sherman began, "Keep an eye on

end was taken aback, even questioning if they had heard correctly. Why

from the

"Yes."

dawned on the caller, who then confirmed, "Understood, I'll make

hanging up, Sherman returned to his documents, but not a minute later, he

blue flame lit the end of the cigarette, and he

front

floor-to-ceiling window, his

that of a king overlooking his domain, an

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