“T’ll take a solemn oath not to endure another gathering of such a kind. Next time, T’ll feel the urge to muzzle the meeting’s moderator. His voice drones on like some tedious religious recitation, giving me a throbbing ache.”

Bruce commandeered a chair and slumped into it. “Speaking of which, what’s brewing with the Dayen Group? They seem quite audacious.”

“What rumors have reached your ears?” Marcus inquired, casting a penetrating gaze Bruce’s way.

“Are you still in the dark? The grapevine has it that failure to ink an agreement with the Dayen Group would invite fatal harm to your family. You’d do well to attend to this matter swiftly. I shudder to think whether they’d include me in this retribution.”

“Threatened… my entire family?” Marcus spoke in a controlled tone, a sneer curling the comers of his mouth.

“Do the Dayen Group dare broadcast such threats?” Derek questioned, his fists balling up in instant fury and seriousness overtaking his visage.

tavern,” Bruce confessed. “Apparently, the puppeteer behind the Dayen Group

business had honed his instincts. He was convinced the puppeteer behind

behind closed doors, they hatch plots against our lives. Mr. Thomas, I

with a composed tap of his knee.

Marcus’ bravado.

jogged back to the vision of Millie standing alone amidst the pouring

deluge earlier. I beckoned her to seek shelter,

ignited a cigarette, his gaze wandering up to the

Bruce to turn to Derek, who had his gaze fixed on

and Mrs. Thomas engaged in a

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