The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 70

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 70 – Six men stood there in the middle of the room. Before Arthur, stood a man in his early fifties with short height, a thin mustache on his upper lip and a shining bald. Four more much younger men surrounded him with the same black clothes the guards wore before the VVIP entrance.

The way they stood behind and around that bald man, indicated theirs being his men.

And obviously working with Arthur.

“Pozdravlyayu, Mr. Valencian,” said the man with his thick Russian accent. His mustache twitched as a smirk tugged onto his dark lips.

Arthur shook his hand with his. “Congratulations to us, Ivanov. After all, it’s the result of both of ours hard work.”

I frowned.

Ivanov? Why did this name sound familiar…

My lips parted in shock. Ivanov, one of the partners of the Russian company Ace was going to sign the deal with.

He was with Arthur? Oh G*d!

And what are they congratulating each other about?

That Russian shook his head. “Nah, I just helped you for the sake of my friendship with Antonio and the promise you gave me. All the planning was yours. And finally, that nephew of yours signed the contract. I was starting to doubt your plan, but seems like your nephew trusts his uncle blindly.”

A silent gasp slipped my lips. With my hand over my mouth, I stood there shocked.

Ace signed the contract? But, how? I sent Carter to stop him. Didn’t get my message?

Oh no! S**t!

This shouldn’t have happened! Why did Ace sign it? He should’ve waited for me.

Or was I already late? Maybe he signed even before I arrived here?

A feeling of failure and disappointment ran through me.

a part of Arthur’s master plan. But the sad part was,

I would’ve told Ace

fact that Ivanov was connected to Antonio didn’t surprise me at all. Even when Antonio went down, he left his friend behind to help Arthur with his

Ivanov that he agreed

Ace everything about them and the deal, he would find a

let out a joyous chuckle. “Honestly, even I had a little bit of doubt that he’d agree to sign such a risky contract. One mistake and it can cost his company half a billion. Even though half a billion isn’t a big thing for him, but for my plan, I needed him to sign it. And he wouldn’t go for it if he was the Achilles a few months ago. To escape his haunted past and the absence of the love of his life he threw himself deep into work. He concentrated on

clenched at his use of words. Rage boiled through my veins. He

This b*****d!

plan. With just a request of mine he accepted your offer to work with you and make me the head of

so smitten by her. I’ve seen her pictures on newspapers posing beside him. A beauty I must say.” While I wanted to throw up, he cocked his head, giving Arthur a look of wonder. “Weren’t she becoming a hindrance in your

across the room, he popped open a bottle and

Achilles, even sent her ex-boyfriend’s spy cousin after me to

and backed out. She got to know about my illegal

smirk off his face, he was right. I was a fool to believe him. I thought he really had evidence against Ace. I couldn’t take any chances. But the truth was, he didn’t have a s**t with him against Ace. If he did, he would’ve given it to Antonio

raising an amused brow at him. His men

glass to Ivanov. And he took

mouth shut with my fake threat, which I wish was real because I’ve been trying to get an evidence of Achilles’ accidentally k*****g my moron brother but got nothing in my hand, I knew she wouldn’t keep quiet for long,” he said, thinning his lips in displeasure. “I knew sooner or later, my threats wouldn’t affect her and she’d spit out everything to Achilles. So I sped up my plan. And

Valencian isn’t that foolish. He wouldn’t leave any evidence behind which can harm his reputation in the future. Obviously, you didn’t find anything just

into that d**g case. Even then Achilles got him out of that mess with just a flicker of his finger. And see where he is now. Suffering on a

of himself untouchable.” Ivanov shook his head. “Anyways, now that Achilles signed the contract, what’s

casting Ivanov

“He dies.”

the

planning

won’t let him

my love and rage to destroy my enemy. My heart pounded down my chest, eyes burnt with tears, but my

But how? You didn’t tell me how you were gonna pull it off.” Ivanov quirked

his car for his new home that’s a little far from the

the more I felt my breathing to get heavy. I felt suffocated. Clutching the phone

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