Chapter 490 “I Won’t Fail.” Eligos reclined in his plush first-class seat, savoring the tranquility of the flight. The hum of the engines was a soothing backdrop to his thoughts as he sipped on a glass of champagne. The air stewardess, dressed impeccably, approached with a tray of chocolate-covered strawberries. She leaned in, her smile warm and professional.

"Would you care for a strawberry, sir?" she offered, her voice soft and inviting.

Eligos nodded, plucking one from the tray. "Thank you," he murmured, his lips curling into a subtle smile as he bit into the strawberry. The rich chocolate paired with the juicy fruit was a decadent contrast he appreciated.

As the stewardess moved on to attend to other passengers, Eligos turned his attention to his phone. He tapped the screen, bringing up a text thread with Andre. His fingers danced over the keyboard as he composed a message.

Eligos: Remember, Andre. No shaking or quivering in front of Claire. She can read people like an open book. We need her to stay curious about how you managed to fly to Vegas. Don't give her any clues. He hit send and leaned back, eyes narrowing as he thought about the unfolding scheme. Andre was a critical piece in this game, and he had to play his part well. Eligos was still annoyed about Andre revealing snippets of his past to Claire, despite the promises to keep it under wraps. It was a breach of trust, and though Eligos was furious, he had decided to trust Andre, for now.

The phone buzzed in his hand, pulling him from his thoughts.

Andre: I understand. I'll handle it. Claire won't know a thing.

Eligos frowned, his jaw tightening. He wasn't convinced. He typed back a curt response.

Eligos: See that you do. Any slip, and you know the consequences.

He placed the phone on the armrest and took another sip of his champagne. The grand opening of Harris

Hotel was a pivotal moment. Everything had to go according to plan, without a hitch.

In a hotel room across town, André sat on the edge of his bed, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. Eligos's message glared back at him, the words sending a shiver down his spine. The weight of the task ahead pressed heavily on his shoulders. He exhaled slowly, trying to steady his nerves as he gazed out the window at the dazzling lights of Las Vegas.

into his mind. But he knew he had no choice. He was already here, and the stakes were too high. Failure

his reflection in the window looking back at him with determination.

call from his mother. He took another deep breath before answering, forcing a smile onto his face as he greeted her. "Mama." Her voice, though weak, was a balm to his frayed nerves. "André, my sweet boy.

the sound of her frailty. "I'm fine, Mama. More importantly, how are you feeling?" "I'm doing alright," she replied, her voice soft but carrying a hint of false cheer. "The doctors are taking good care

made arrangements with the hospital staff to keep him updated on any changes. "Mama, you know you can tell me if you're not feeling well. I want

But what I need most is to see you here,

tightened. He longed to be there too, but his obligations-and Eligos's grasp

a brief respite from his

call ended, André lay

words echoed in his mind, mingling with Eligos's orders. Failure wasn't just a professional risk; it was personal. He couldn't afford to let anyone down-not

phone buzzed again, this time a

go smoothly. No mistakes,

closed his eyes, steeling himself for the challenge ahead. "I won't let you down," he whispered

than to Eligos. He couldn't

the plane, Eligos

ahead. That was precisely why Andre's role was crucial. Claire needed to

swirled the remaining champagne in his glass, a smirk playing on his lips. This wasn't just about business; it was about control, about staying

his messages until he found a secure chat with one

update on Claire's

moment later, the reply

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