Chapter 738: Chapter 738

Chapter 738:

“Absolutely,” Brice replied with a firm nod, his expression unwavering.

Exiting the Grand Oak’s private room, Brice escorted Layne toward the lavish presidential suite upstairs.

Brice’s face was clouded with worry, his eyebrows drawn together tightly as if a heavy burden weighed on his mind.

“Layne, are you fully on board with everything Miss Sanderson outlined?” he asked.

Layne’s heart was filled with hesitation, yet he gave a determined nod. Such an opportunity was too golden to dismiss lightly.

Seeing this, a slight smile tugged at Brice’s lips, easing the tension in his expression.

“Very well. You have three months to weave yourself into the fabric of high society.

After that, the leadership of Shadow Moon Group will be in your hands.”

Brice stopped, his eyes drilling into Layne, the gravity of the situation mirrored in his steady gaze.

“Are you prepared to rise to this challenge?”

“Don’t fret, Mr. Miller. Within three months, I promise to deliver results that will exceed your expectations!” Layne replied confidently.

With a final nod, Brice signaled Layne to start making preparations.

“Mr. Miller, you will see, I won’t let you down.” Layne bowed slightly and exited the lavish living room of the presidential suite with a respectful air.

As Layne walked away, Brice’s eyes lingered, his thoughts clearly tangled in silent deliberation. The moment was interrupted by Brice’s phone buzzing.

It was Ritchie on the line.

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“Brice, care to explain why someone’s been fooling around with your car? What kind of trouble are you in?”

“What?” Brice froze, his expression tightening with disbelief.

He had only been back in the country a few days, and already, someone had taken notice and targeted him.

After hearing the security guard’s report, Brice’s first instinct had been to ask Ritchie for help.

He needed to identify the suspicious individuals lurking around his car and figure out their intentions so he could prepare for whatever was coming.

Brice never would have guessed that someone had already sabotaged his brakes, clearly intending to send him on a one-way trip out of this world. It was clear he would have to be more careful than ever when handling the establishment of the Shadow Moon Group in Baythorn.

Every move needed to be calculated, ensuring that no one could trace anything back to Harlee.

He spoke into the phone, his gratitude evident, “Thanks. Once I wrap up the tasks Miss Sanderson assigned me, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Ritchie didn’t respond and abruptly hung up the phone.

Brice exhaled slowly and turned his attention to drafting his business plan. Though someone didn’t want the Shadow Moon Group to make its mark in Baythorn, he was determined to prove them wrong and show them exactly how the Shadow Moon Group would expand.

Two days later, Rhys passed Fleming’s test with flying colors.

At the shooting range, Fleming didn’t even land a single shot.

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