Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 162

Despite the vanishing of a staggering 400 billion dollars from the coffers of Imperial Gem, which threatened to paralyze the company and push Ludwik to the brink of bankruptcy, he still managed to orchestrate a crisis at Skye Gem overnight. He was Mr. Lippert, a man whose power and Influence in Banyan City were as vast as the

ocean.

Keegan’s eyer were bloodshot with urgency. His dreams of acquiring Imperial Gern had been dashed because Ludwik smoothed over United Realty’s disputes in a single night. And his family, the Tennysons, had paid a steep price for their venture into Skye Gem.

No, he could not lose the company. It was the only thing his father had left him. Small as it was, and as much as Ludwik disdained it, if Skye Gem fell to Ludwik’s machinations, the Tennysons would be left with nothing

Feeling as if he had been struck by lightning, Keegan rushed to Orion’s mansion at dawn.

“Boss, can we move that 400 billion dollars from our overseas accounts? I need it to save Skye Gem!” Keegan pleaded

Orion’s usually devilish smile now took on a chilling hue. “Mr. Tennyson, you’ve got it wrong. It’s my 400 billion, not yours. Of course, for your ten years of plotting and hard work, I will throw you a bone–10 billion dollars.”

“What?” Keegan’s face drained of color as he lunged forward, grabbing Orion by the collar. A lightning–fast realization struck him. “You’ve been using me! You’ve been after Imperial Gem Corporation all along!”

Brushing off imaginary dust from his hands, Orion remarked, “Well, isn’t that obvious? Blinded by hatred, Mr. Tennyson, you forgot there’s no such thing as a free lunch. With the 400 billion in my possession, our partnership is over.”

Keegan was escorted out by Orion’s bodyguards, his body going cold with regret.

He had been too eager, believing Orion’s claim of disdain for Ludwik and his offer of help.

What a fool he had been! He should have listened to Whitney. Orion was indeed not to be trusted–he had been using him for his own goal all along!

Now, how could he possibly stand against Ludwik without Orion’s funds? Even a lawsuit would not be resolved quickly enough.

Amid his turmoil, Keegan’s phone rang with a call from overseas. The news was shocking.

“Yael kidnapped? By someone with a Harmonia Country accent, surname Lippert?”

Ludwik was merciless, abducting his daughter!

This was a move to destroy Keegan, a vicious tactic.

escalated as he realized Ludwik had even tracked down his daughter. Cold sweat dripped from his brow, and his hatred fueled a breakdown

another call

voice said, “Mr. Tennyson, I hear Ludwik has kidnapped your daughter. Given his ways, I doubt she’ll be lucky. I have a way

“Who are you?”

important is that I can help you turn

clutched at any lifeline. “What’s your plan?”

number. She’s fond of Whitney. Use that

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call ended before Keegan could question her, and he received a text

number, Keegan weighed his options. His daughter and Whitney were in

vengeful light ignited

last gambit to leave Ludwik with nothing. If he could recover other assets of Imperial Gem Corporation, he could rise again in wealth. As for Orion’s 400 billion dollars, he vowed to

of his hatred, and Keegan made up

the burner phone aside, a cold smirk on her lips as she turned to her assistant. “Keegan has

and clutching at straws, Elaine said, her eyes glinting with a

the United Realty Corporation headlines on her computer screen and asked,

Mr. Lippert’s wife Whitney embezzling funds. Beauty leads

news had rocked Banyan City, stirring the business community all night and reaching fever pitch by morning.

was rapidly deteriorating, with shareholders of both

Ludwik had been summoned by the Commercial Crime Division because of an

kidnapping plan. But given Ludwik’s

Elaine mused, her eyes narrowing. She had to

Jaxon, I’ve got a little task for you. Anonymously stir the public opinion about Mr. Wendt and Dante’s untimely demise at the last Joyful Manor banquet–make

before understanding dawned. “Elaine, doing this will tarnish Mr.

a devious plan to get him stuck at

path would

both the old bat Natalie

lips curved into a sly smile, her arms folding across her chest. ‘Have someone keep a close eye

exactly what kind of ‘help‘ she meant.

manor, Natalie was hooked up to an IV, coughing