Declan and Shelia made a hasty exit from the Nichols' residence. Juan descended from the second floor, his eyes scanning the room. Joe approached him and reported, "Sir, I didn't see Mr. Tracy here."

A flicker of disappointment in Juan's eyes. He had hoped to finally unmask Tracy, but Tracy didn't even show up. "Though Tracy didn't show," Joe continued, "Michael did."

As if on cue, Michael sauntered over.

"Mr. Nichols, a pleasure to meet you."

"Me too. Why didn't Mr. McKinney come to the event?"

Michael chuckled, a sound like velvet. "Mr. McKinney couldn't make it, but I'm here. It's all the same, really."

Juan raised an eyebrow, catching the undercurrent in Michael's words.

In the past, Michael had been nothing more than the McKinney Group's top actor, but not a power player. But now, he was implying something more.

"Mr. Austin, could you enlighten me?"

Michael's smile deepened, his eyes glinting with a mysterious light.

only briefly at a masquerade and vanishing just as quickly. Michael

grasped the

McKinney Group, Tracy's

of reporters burst into the room, their cameras flashing like

room, Debra swirled

with keen interest. She had tipped

the world

Michael was the

the McKinney Group, and Tracy would be relegated to

Oscar asked, "Is Michael really the president of the

had no idea that Tracy and Debra were the

"What do you think?"

"I don't know."

someone else was in charge of the McKinney Group,

patted his

you can't control. Whether, Michael is

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