FAZER LOGINBefore I died, my 40-year-old wife was standing at my bedside with some guy barely past 20 hanging off her arm. She looked down at me. "Gage, there are three things I never told you. First, every iced coffee you drank was laced with poison. Honestly, the fact that you lasted this long is impressive. "Second, your father's stroke wasn't an accident. I swapped out his blood pressure medication myself. "Third, I have controlling interest in the company now. Once you're dead, everything will go to me and Chase." My vision narrowed. She looked at my face and smiled. "I could've stayed with my first love. You were the one who forced me into this marriage. You destroyed what I had, so taking a few things for myself isn't unreasonable, is it?" She pushed a share transfer agreement in front of me. "Sign it. For old times' sake, I'll make sure you get a decent funeral." I died choking on hatred, but when I opened my eyes again, I was standing outside the courthouse. My fiancée had a forced smile on her face. "Let's go in." I looked at her and said, "I'm not signing anything today."
Ver maisWilla was holding an ice cream cone. The moment she saw me, she came running over with a big smile."Gage! My brother says you're teaming up again for this project. We're going to build even more parks and affordable housing, right?""Right." I smiled and nodded.On the way upstairs, Beckett walked behind me and spoke up out of nowhere."Gage, back then, Douglas took credit for what you did and used my family's resources to make a fortune, and all he did with it was hurt people. I used to think good deeds went unrewarded. Now I see it was just a matter of time."I smiled and said nothing.At the door to my office, Alec was waiting with a folder."Mr. Coulter, the shares Everett acquired have been awarded to us by the court. And about the project Mr. Langdon mentioned in the neighboring city, the local government has already sent an official invitation."They asked for a joint development between the Coulter Group and Langdon Holdings by name. They said they trust our standards.
"You... you set me up?"Everett pointed at me, eyes full of venom. "I won't let this go! Even if it kills me, I'm dragging your whole family down with me!"He reached into his jacket and pulled out a switchblade, lunging toward Dad.I had been waiting for him to snap. I sidestepped and drove a kick into his stomach, sending him to the floor.The two security guards standing by moved in immediately and pinned him down.The switchblade clattered across the floor.I picked up my phone and called the police. They arrived in under ten minutes and took Everett away in cuffs.He was still screaming threats as they dragged him out, swearing he would get his revenge. I did not acknowledge him. I handed everything over to the officers.Three months later, the court delivered its verdict.Everett was convicted on multiple charges and sentenced to 12 years.Every share of the Coulter Group he had acquired through the hostile purchases was seized. The proceeds from the auction were used t
"Gage, you're finally back. I was starting to think you were hiding from me.""Why would I hide?" I loosened my tie and sat down across from him.Beckett followed and took the seat beside me. He glanced at Everett but said nothing.Everett looked surprised to see Beckett, but recovered quickly. He tapped the old documents on the coffee table."Gage, let's not waste each other's time. Back in the day, my father and yours co-founded a company together. When my father died, yours seized his 40 percent stake. That's where the Coulter Group came from. You're not going to deny that, are you?""Of course I'm going to deny it."I leaned back on the couch, voice flat. "Our fathers did start a company together, but less than six months in, your father pulled out after a bad investment. The withdrawal agreement is sitting in my family's safe."My dad built the company on his own after that. Your father had nothing to do with it.""A withdrawal agreement?" Everett scoffed. "Your dad could'
Beckett sat beside her, occasionally telling her not to interrupt, his expression nothing but fond.Halfway through the meal, Beckett set down his fork and looked at me."Gage, there's something I think you should know. When we traced Douglas's gambling records, we found that the people who loaned him money weren't ordinary underground bookmakers. They were from Prescott Enterprises."I frowned. "Prescott Enterprises? You mean Everett Prescott?"Everett Prescott was the CEO of Prescott Enterprises. Our families went way back.Dad and his father had been close friends for decades. Everett and I grew up together. We had always been on good terms. Why would he be running a loan shark operation targeting Douglas?"That's him." Beckett nodded and slid a transaction report in front of me."Look. The 20 million Douglas owed was a setup. Everett arranged for someone to bring Douglas to the tables, rigged the games until he was 20 million in the hole, then offered him a predatory loan on


















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