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 two individuals you asked

front of him to look at the secretary, "And

under Alex,"

eyes narrowed at

last encounter with Alex at a gala, where Alex had presented Anthea with a gift. The

Alex to ensure Ms.

the pen in his hand, "Alright, that's all I needed

bowed slightly and

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

a

came the voice over

the pen in his hand, Sherman began,

Alex?" The person on the other end was taken aback, even questioning if they had heard correctly. Why suddenly keep tabs on

talking about Alex from the Peterson

"Yes."

on the caller, who then confirmed,

but not a minute later, he set them aside,

lit the end of the cigarette, and he took

front of

floor-to-ceiling window, his

king overlooking his domain, an

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