Chapter 805

Chapter 805:

However, the conflict was certainly not caused by Hector alone.

Dane is not innocent here.

But when things went south, Dane killed Hector.

Isn’t Dane too brutal? It’s best to stay away from companies like his.”

“I am an employee of Johns Group, and I’ve been with the company for over ten years.

Dane is truly a wise and calm leader.

I don’t believe he would act so irrationally, especially since the stamp is invalid and this incident didn’t affect the company at all.”

“This incident didn’t affect the company at all? How can you say that? The internal conflict has already caused significant losses for the partner company.

After this, who would dare collaborate with the Johns Group?”

“Look at this photo! The media isn’t exaggerating—Hector is gone! I saw him being carried out of the hospital, lifeless, while Dane walked away in the opposite direction.

Both of them were drenched in blood!” A netizen shared an image, which corroborated their claims.

The chilling scene sent shivers through anyone who stumbled upon it late that night.

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“This is horrific! Someone needs to call the police and get Dane arrested.

Being rich doesn’t mean he can act like he’s above the law!”

“I can’t believe it.

Who would ever want to do business with his company?”

“This is truly frightening!”

“Hold on! It’s just a photo.

How does that prove Dane killed Hector? Don’t jump to conclusions!”

At the airport, Colson scrolled through the heated online comments with a satisfied smirk.

Everything was falling into place.

The Johns Group was teetering on the edge of ruin, exactly as planned.

After a grueling four-hour flight, Colson arrived in Aswil.

He paused on the tarmac, closing his eyes as he breathed in the cool night air.

The familiar scent of his homeland filled his lungs, invigorating him.

Despite the late hour, he headed directly to the company headquarters.

The building was alive with light, and his team was waiting anxiously for his return.

As he entered, the secretary hurried to meet him.

“Mr.Gray,

“Mrs. Yolanda Wilson is waiting for you in your office,” she informed, her tone laced with urgency.

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