Chapter 807

Chapter 807:

It wasn’t as if the task had been easy; it had been a complex mission with no guaranteed outcome.

He had already dealt a significant blow to Johns Group.

So why was Yolanda so enraged?

“You really don’t get it, do you?” Yolanda hissed.

“Listen carefully—our dealings must remain a secret.

If even a single word leaks—” She didn’t finish her sentence but made a throat-slitting gesture.

Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.

Colson’s expression darkened as he watched her leave.

Moments later, his assistant entered, oblivious to the tension lingering in the air.

Colson exhaled sharply, muttering under his breath, “These women are impossible to please! How is anyone supposed to execute every task perfectly when their expectations are this ridiculous?”

“Boss, we’ve got a problem in Lorpond…” The assistant’s face was tense as he handed over an iPad.

Colson grabbed it and glanced at the screen.

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The headline made his jaw tighten.

“Hector Survives and Reveals the Truth Behind the Incident!”

The article stated that in a live broadcast, Hector had explained why he had betrayed the Johns Group, revealing that he had been coerced by the Pearl Group in Aswil.

To make matters worse, Hector had shared audio recordings to support his claims.

Colson’s hands trembled with fury as his blood boiled, and his vision blurred momentarily.

“Boss, stay calm!” The assistant quickly placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

“We still have leverage against Hector.

If he thinks he can betray us without consequences, he’s mistaken.

We’ll make sure he pays!”

Colson took a shaky breath and forced himself to keep reading.

The comments section below the article only fueled his anger.

Public sentiment had turned.

The outrage was no longer directed at Dane or Johns Group—it was now aimed squarely at Pearl Group.

What had begun as a localized issue in Lorpond was now a global firestorm.

Even netizens in Aswil were enraged.

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