Chapter 1685:

The accountant stared at Josh’s back and shouted, “Mr. McCoy, you need to flee right now — before it’s too late!”

Josh’s hands tightened into fists as he gazed out the floor-to-ceiling window.

The office was in a prestigious high-rise above a constant stream of traffic. He had worked so hard to reach his current position, and now he was expected to leave in disgrace? How could he accept that?

Suddenly, the office door slammed open, and Mason strolled in.

He was playing a game on his phone, thumbs flying as the sound of digital gunfire filled the room. He didn’t even glance up. “Dad, I just found a limited edition car — literally one-of-a-kind. I want it. You’ll have to pay.”

Pausing his game for a heartbeat, Mason flicked his gaze up. “So, the finance manager is here too. Dad, just tell him to send the money to my account, okay?” His attention snapped straight back to the glowing screen, oblivious to the tension swirling through the room.

disappointment etched deep across his face, a vein pulsing angrily at his temple. Without warning,

damn game down! Are you even aware the

had struck him, Mason just stared at his father, dazed and speechless. Meanwhile, the friends playing online with Mason — an elite circle of rich guys

seconds, nothing but the artificial gunfire and

his company? It can’t be a problem with the investment, right? My family poured a fortune into that project. If anything goes wrong now, we’re finished.” Panic rising

in shock, barely noticed the city lights flickering past as he drove home. He hadn’t even

new tales on


His secretary was calling.

and Ethan kept trying to call

acquaintances, old business contacts,

finally snapped. He pulled his car to the curb, his hands trembling as he tried to catch his breath. Just as he steadied himself, a notification flashed across his phone —

a heartbeat, Hamilton’s

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