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Hearing that name, lan and Casey exchanged a knowing glance. Their eyes locked in silent agreement.

lan couldn't fathom how Paolo, in his quest for vengeance for Heidi, could turn his back on years of friendship with the Hayes family and become a mere pawn in someone else's game.

He and Clara were indeed a match — him with his oblivious mother, and Clara with her shallow, good-for-nothing father.

A shadow seemed to pass over lan's eyes. The damage Leonora had inflicted on him and Clara was irreparable, and he would not stand by and watch Paolo become yet another obstacle in their relationship. He picked up his phone and dialed Edwin.

A few days later...

At a suburban mansion.

A man dressed in black sat in a wheelchair. His face was alight with pleasure as he listened to his assistant's report.

Greta's been snapping at

sneer played upon the man's lips. "Soon there'll be an uprising in the Hayes household, and Greta's days as acting CEO are numbered. Once our man takes her place, the time will be ripe for me to reclaim the Hayes family." As he spoke, his hands gripped the wheelchair's armrests

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bunch of goons in black

eyes darkened, and the veins on the back of his hands

end panicked. "Boss, all of our assets have been hit hard. Our acquisitions from Hayes Corporation and our stocks have been bought out at

been raided.

That was meant for the big boss

another brought nothing but bad

man's eyes seethed with fury. With a violent motion, he hurled his

to console him. "Boss, there's got to be a glitch in the system. I don't think Greta could pull this off on

thought, but his instincts screamed that