Chapter 792

Chapter 792:

“What is it?” Hector asked, reclining in his chair with a casual air as Dane entered.

“Hector, why did you do this? You’re the vice president of the company. Though your position is below mine, your salary isn’t much less. What made you betray us?” Dane’s sharp gaze was fixed on Hector, as he awaited an answer.

But Hector wasn’t about to fall for an obvious trap.

His lips curled into a faint smile as he replied, “Dane, I don’t understand what you’re talking about. This was entirely your own misjudgment.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not recording. I’m just curious. Why did you do this? When did you start betraying us?” Dane fixed his piercing gaze on Hector.

“The company is on the brink of collapse. You owe me an explanation.”

The faint smile on Hector’s lips wavered and then disappeared entirely.

A shadow crossed his face as memories from years ago surged to the surface, unbidden and vivid.

Back then, Dane had just taken over the company, barely in his twenties.

They had attended a social event together.

Everything seemed to go smoothly—pleasant conversations and polite exchanges.

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But when Hector stepped away to the restroom, he overheard a conversation that struck a nerve.

“Why would Hector, at his age, settle for working under a kid?”

“Exactly.

He’s old enough to be Dane’s father.

If I were Hector, I wouldn’t stand for it.”

“You know, Nolan and Aldin built the Johns Group together, but look at the result.

Hector is just the vice president, while Dane is at the top.

Doesn’t that say everything about whose family has the real talent?”

“Indeed, the Lyons family is destined to play the supporting role.

That’s just how it is.”

Those words left an indelible mark on Hector, a bitter reminder that refused to fade.

The title of vice president at the Johns Group carried prestige and respect, but it often felt hollow.

Whenever Hector stood next to Dane, the spotlight inevitably shifted to the younger man, leaving him in the shadows.

Despite being twenty years older and armed with a wealth of experience and skills that rivaled Dane’s, Hector found himself confined to the role of vice president.

Hector clenched his fists, his chest tight with frustration.

How could anyone expect him to be satisfied with this?

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