Chapter 611

Chapter 611:

Wesley sighed heavily, his face etched with resignation. “I was about to call Andrew. It’s shocking how much he’s kept from us. We need to regain those partnerships,” he confessed. Gone was his usual bravado, replaced by an air of defeat.

A shadow flickered across Jada’s face, her fury mirroring his. She had believed they could corner Madisyn this time, but Andrew had played his cards well. Now, they were backed into a corner.

If Wesley called Andrew to beg for mercy, wouldn’t that mean her pride would be crushed alongside his?

“It looks like reaching out to him is our only move,” Jada said, her voice tight. “I can’t believe it’s come to this. The top four families once worked so well together, lifting each other to new heights. But ever since Madisyn came into the picture, everything’s changed… Maybe it’s partly my fault. I should’ve been more accommodating with Madisyn earlier. If you make this call, you’re essentially handing over control. We’ll be at their mercy…” Her voice wavered, and she bowed her head, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue.

Wesley stood frozen, dazed by the weight of her words. His friends used to often neglect him because he was much younger than them, and now he was contemplating a plea for mercy, which would only diminish his standing further.

“Jada, what should I do?” he asked, his voice desperate, his eyes burning with anger. “It’s all because of Madisyn! She’s the reason we’re in this mess!” His gaze pleaded with Jada. He hoped she, with her sharp mind, could come up with a solution. But instead of answering, Jada pulled out her phone. Without a word, she tapped the screen and played a video.

Wesley’s brow furrowed in confusion as the footage began. It was the recording of Zahir’s car flying off the track during the fateful race. His brother’s accident.

“Jada, why are you showing me this?” Wesley asked, his voice soft, bewildered.

“If Madisyn were out of the picture, everything could return to the way it was,” Jada said softly, her voice smooth yet chilling.

Wesley froze, his eyes widening. Although he despised Madisyn, murder had never crossed his mind. But now, with Jada’s suggestion hanging in the air, the thought began to take root, creeping into his consciousness. Jada stepped closer, her tone sinister.

“She’s been the source of all this discord, Wesley. Once she’s gone, we can return, slowly but surely, to the way things used to be… when we were united, when there was love and loyalty.”

Her words were like venom, slowly seeping into Wesley’s mind. His gaze shifted from confusion to cold determination, his heart hardening.

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“Alright,” he said quietly, his voice steady. “I understand.”

After the New Year holiday, life returned to its usual rhythm, and everyone resumed their routines. Madisyn and Waylon immersed themselves in training for the international competition, which was set to take place in Aswil.

On the day of their departure, they gathered at Andrew’s private airport, but something felt off. After a long wait, their team captain still hadn’t arrived.

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