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.

the supposed power behind the McKinney Group, had been conspicuously absent for some time, appearing only briefly at a masquerade and vanishing just as quickly. Michael stated confidently, "Mr. Nichols, you wanted to see the real force behind the McKinney Group.

the implication and

the mastermind behind the McKinney Group, Tracy's prolonged

of reporters burst into the room, their cameras flashing

the room,

spectacle with keen interest. She had tipped off the reporters,

tomorrow, the world

that Michael was the

would be relegated to the

Oscar asked, "Is Michael really the president of the McKinney

had no idea that Tracy and Debra

"What do you think?"

"I don't know."

else was in charge of the McKinney

patted his shoulder.

control. Whether, Michael

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