Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 809

Mr. Wilson glared hatefully at Zachary's retreating figure, trembling with rage yet powerless to act.

He had no time to waste feuding with Zachary. Wilson Group's most important partnership of the year had already been stolen-he needed to find alternative solutions quickly.

Just when he was at his wit's end, the marketing director proposed a new plan.

"Mr. Wilson, Mr. Landon is obsessed with antiques. If you could give him a gift that captures his interest, perhaps we could consider expanding overseas. That way, even if Reynolds Corporation tries to interfere, it won't be easy for them."

It was a desperate measure-a last-ditch effort.

Mr Landon was a titan in international investment companies, wielding enormous influence. If they could establish a connection with him, they could open doors to countless new partnerships through his network.

However, while Mr Landon's industry influence ran deep, his temperament was equally notorious—he was notoriously difficult to deal with.

long before making his decision. He ordered his people to investigate upcoming

returned with news, "Mr. Wilson, there's a black market opening in C City in two days.

gently stroked the luminous pearl on his walking stick, eyes narrowing as a flash of ruthlessness crossed his face. "Prepare the car and blank checks.

and

differed vastly from legitimate ones. Most notably, the crowd was dangerous, with virtually no legal constraints as long as

two bodyguards, instructing them to keep a low profile before entering the auction

were already precarious. Provoking the

underground venue was massive-roughly the size of two office buildings-

in deposits to barely secure a corner skybox, though even that was more conspicuous

took the stage wearing a mysterious black mask, speaking in a mechanized voice, "Distinguished guests, welcome to today's auction. Our house has carefully prepared fifty items

further delay, let's begin, with our first item-an authentic work by the master painter Davin Winters, Hell's Transformation starting at two hundred

made Mr. Wilson's expression turn

this auction. Today