“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.

happened to overhear such whispers at a tavern,” Bruce confessed. “Apparently, the puppeteer behind the Dayen Group wields considerable influence. He’s reputed to

Bruce delved deeper, his seriousness amplified. Years of navigating the murky waters of business had honed his instincts. He was convinced the puppeteer behind Dayen

amiable invitation, but behind closed doors, they hatch plots against our lives. Mr. Thomas, I propose we snub them this time. Decimate their influence,” Derek

responded with a composed tap of his knee. “On the contrary, why should

at Marcus’ bravado. “That’s my cousin, as cool as

to the vision of Millie standing alone amidst the

Millie braving the deluge earlier. I beckoned her to seek shelter, but she rejected my offer.

a

to Derek, who had his gaze fixed on

in a verbal duel, resulting in

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