Chapter 925:

Daniela picked up her fork, taking her time with each bite.

Hackett had just exited his car when his attention was drawn to a sleek black vehicle weaving through the rain. He pointed to the car and asked his secretary, “Whose car is that? It looks familiar. Could it belong to one of our members?”

The car sped off, and the secretary adjusted his glasses, straining to get a better look, but it had already blended into the flow of traffic. “Mr. Graves, I can’t make it out clearly.”

“Never mind, let’s head inside.”

The secretary quickly held an umbrella over Hackett. Hackett wasn’t tall, but his well-tailored, elegant suit gave him an air of dignity.

He took his seat across from Daniela at the dining table, a smile playing on his lips. “Mr. Phillips, may I have the honor of sharing a meal with you?”

speak with Cedric, so he merely nodded politely at Daniela before

serving some food for Daniela, his tone

lightly. “Indeed, I have a matter

was unwilling to lower himself. He managed a strained smile, attempting to appear polite. “Mr. Phillips, may we speak

request clearly implied he wished to

let out a soft chuckle from the side. Hackett, slightly

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crossed her arms, her gaze sharp. “I’m amused by how clueless you are, begging the wrong person. It’s surprising you’ve made it this far as president of the

would have been bold enough to speak to him like this in the past. Hackett fought to hide the flush creeping up his neck. He briefly shut his eyes, inhaled deeply, and then forced a tight smile at

really should keep your subordinates under control.” Hackett turned his steely

tone now laced with respect, he added, “Right, Mr. Phillips?” He was clearly attempting to

Cedric joined in the laughter, and for reasons he couldn’t pinpoint, Hackett felt

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