Chapter 742

Chapter 742:

Why should he? Why should he surrender what was rightfully his, especially after battling so fiercely to reach the top?

“I won’t sign!” he declared, desperation coloring his tone. “These are mine! They can’t be taken from me!”

Yet, such defiance proved futile against overwhelming power. Two formidable bodyguards advanced, securing him from each side. No amount of struggling or cursing could change his fate. One guard forcibly took his hand, pressed his thumb into the icy ink pad, and then slammed it down at the end of the agreement.

Despair engulfed Coyle. All his efforts, every calculated move he had made, evaporated in seconds.

Soren examined the signed document and nodded approvingly. He signaled the guards once more. With swift understanding, they gripped Coyle’s arms and dragged him from the room, showing no mercy.

“Release me! What are you doing?!” Coyle’s voice was laden with panic as he thrashed about. “I am a Wall family member! You dare lay hands on me?!”

His cries were met with silence from the guards, their hold unyielding.

“According to the family rules, he receives thirty lashes as punishment!” Soren commanded coldly.

Forced to his knees on the cold stone, Coyle felt the strikes of the cane across his back. “Ah!” His screams of agony pierced the air, each lash pushing him closer to oblivion.

Sadie! His current torment stemmed from her actions! As long as he lived, he vowed never to let her go. He would make her life a living hell!

Inside the meeting room, the elders remained unmoved by the cries outside. With Coyle removed, the Wall Group faced a leadership vacuum, and the resulting turmoil required swift resolution.

Soren scanned the room, his tone serious. “The Wall family cannot be leaderless, not even for a day. Given our current predicament, leadership is crucial.”

He paused, letting his gaze drift across the assembled family members. “Who among you is prepared to take on this responsibility?” Silence enveloped the hall. Heads bowed, eyes averted to the floor as if they were in contemplation. They all harbored the same thought—who would dare assume control of Wall Group now? It was akin to walking into a blazing inferno.

With the issues with Burgess Group and Howe Group, and internal chaos, the successor would likely meet the same downfall as Coyle. Only a reckless person would accept such a perilous role.

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As the silence lingered, Soren’s expression darkened. This group, usually so keen to grasp at power, now hesitated to shoulder real responsibility!

Finally, amidst the mounting tension, a tentative voice emerged.

“Esteemed elders, I propose a suggestion… although I’m uncertain of its propriety.”

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