Chapter 227

Liam heard those three words and felt a pounding in his temples.

While the Linwood Group couldn't quite match the stature of Foster & Co., bringing it to its knees overnight wasn't a simple task.

The Linwood Group was riddled with vulnerabilities just waiting to be exploited.

He sighed inwardly, knowing it would be another sleepless night. Orders from above always mean endless legwork down below.

Even with a six-figure salary, he was just another corporate worker bee.

After hanging up, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal. The sleek black car tore through the rain-soaked night like a panther, speeding toward the company.

Outside the window, sheets of rain were shredded by the car's velocity, only to close back up behind it.

His mind raced like a well-oiled machine, frantically scanning through Linwood Group's various business sectors. He had just a few hours to identify the fatal flaw that would send the company into irreversible bankruptcy.

The rain continued its relentless downpour.

Ethan had been kneeling in the rain for over two hours. His face was ashen, devoid of any color.

on any longer. His body gave way, and he collapsed into the

witnessing it all. With a resigned sigh, he bent down, struggling to drag Ethan

driver's seat and

yet visibility remained poor. Victor frowned deeply, glancing into the rearview mirror at the unconscious Ethan sprawled in the

Ethan insisted on

harm he had inflicted on Claire had long been an unhealed scar, and now this

her to cry or run away. For her forgiveness, he was willing to kneel in the rain,

for Vanessa's sake, hurling insults and

were baffling and

she deserved when she returned to the Linwood family, would they have found

bear to imagine how Claire, with her excellent grades, could

harsh reality was clear: Claire's life

current pitiful state was

shroud of darkness

the Linwood Group office. He dialed Ethan's number repeatedly, only to

a hospital bed, burning with fever, unconscious. The IV drip slowly released its

exasperated, dialed the chairman's number, only to be met with the cold message of a powered-off

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