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Chapter 102: Journey for Takeover Began
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Evelyn Brooks waited in the shadows of an abandoned stretch of the city where streetlights flickered without commitment and the air carried the smell of rust and neglect. She stood perfectly still, her black coat wrapped tightly around her frame, her posture rigid with fury that had not cooled since the news reached her. When Scorpion finally appeared, emerging cautiously from between two derelict buildings, she did not turn to greet him. She did not need to. She knew he was there.“You failed,” she said flatly, her voice cutting through the silence without emotion.Scorpion swallowed. He had rehearsed explanations on his way there, about timing, security, bad luck but the moment he heard her voice, every excuse felt useless. He tried anyway, mumbling something about the shot being obstructed, about the bodyguard moving unexpectedly.Evelyn turned then, slowly, her eyes cold and unblinking. “Don't insult my intelligence,” she said. “I paid you for certainty, not stories.”She stepp
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 102: Journey for Takeover Began
Morning came with a calm that felt deliberate, almost rehearsed. Celine O’Neil stepped out of her car and adjusted her coat as she looked up at the modest but well-kept building housing Donovan & Co. It wasn’t as imposing as Brooks Enterprises’ headquarters, but it didn’t need to be. The stability of the place showed in its quiet efficiency, in the absence of panic or decay. This was the environment Mr. Donovan preferred, measured, controlled, and insulated from drama.Emilia walked beside her, tablet tucked under her arm, while Collins stayed a few steps behind, alert without being intrusive. Inside, they were ushered into Donovan’s office without delay.Mr. Donovan rose from behind his desk, his handshake firm but brief. His face carried the kind of restraint that revealed little, the look of a man who had learned to survive boardrooms by saying less than he knew.“Ms. O’Neil,” he said evenly. “Please, sit.”Celine thanked him and took her seat, wasting no time on pleasantries.
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