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By midday, Tim still refused to see Gabriel.Gabriel, considering taking a break and returning later, received a call from his secretary."Mr. Hackett, I found out Mr. Westcott has a girlfriend. Perhaps she could help arrange a meeting," his secretary said.A spark lit in Gabriel's eyes. "Send me her details right away."The secretary quickly forwarded the information.Tim's girlfriend, Crystal Glasco, came from an average family and worked as his assistant.Her background was straightforward—a bachelor's degree and a job at the Westcott Group right after graduation, where she became Tim's assistant.Their relationship, however, was more about Tim keeping her than about them being equals. That said, their three years together suggested Tim held some level of affection for her.After reviewing the details, Gabriel immediately called his secretary back. "Find a way to contact Crystal. I need to meet her today."…At around 8:00 p.m., Crystal entered an upscale restaurant in Cap

"Mr. Westcott, I'll return the money to him right away," Crystal said quickly.Tim waved dismissively. "No need. Tomorrow, go to the finance department and collect 8,000,000 dollars. After that, you don't need to come to the company."Crystal's face turned pale. She knew all too well that this sum of money was a breakup fee."Mr. Westcott, I truly realize my mistake. Please, give me another chance..." she pleaded, reaching out to grab his sleeve.The moment she saw the cold look in his eyes, her hand froze mid-air, and she dared not move any closer.Tim stood tall, looking down at her with an icy expression. He spoke slowly. "You should be grateful to Mr. Hackett. If he'd only given you a few hundred thousand, that's all you'd be getting from me as well. But 15,000,000 dollars in total for three years? I'd say that's more than enough."He added, his tone final, "I don't want to make this uglier than it has to be. Let's part on good terms."Crystal's face went ashen. She wanted t

After Gabriel stormed out, Tim couldn't hold back his laughter. "Haha, Gabriel's expression just now was priceless. I was going to leave him hanging, but he insisted on throwing money at me. He really set himself up for failure."Damon didn't comment.Tim finally stopped laughing and cleared his throat. "You've got an evening flight to catch, right? Let's handle the contract now."Damon walked over and sat across from him, pulling out the contract. "I've already marked the sections that need revisions."Tim took the document, reviewed the highlighted parts, and immediately called his assistant to revise them. Once corrected, the updated version was printed, signed, and stamped.By the time everything was finalized, over an hour had passed.Satisfied, Damon tucked one copy into his bag and stood up. "If any issues come up, let me know."Tim nodded. "Sure."As Damon reached the door, he paused and turned to Tim. "By the way, Gabriel doesn't let things slide. You outmaneuvered him

Gabriel suppressed his emotions and forced a smile. "Nyla, are you here with Buddy to bring Mr. Sumner dinner?"Nyla acted as though she hadn't heard him and strode past him into the lobby, her demeanor cold and distant.Gabriel's expression darkened. He stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Nyla, do you hate me so much that you won't even speak to me?"Nyla frowned. "Please move.""Nyla..." Gabriel's voice softened, his hurt evident. His gaze held a trace of sadness.She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with disdain. "Gabriel, you and I have nothing to do with each other anymore. You've been targeting Prospectus Technology behind the scenes for months. Do you really think we can have a civil conversation?"Her tone carried a clear defense of Damon, stoking jealousy in Gabriel.She only saw his actions against Prospectus Technology but ignored how Damon and Tim had schemed against him together."Nyla, do you know why I named my company Nyce Tech?" he asked abruptly.

"Just follow my lead, Mr. Genge. I'll handle the rest," Gabriel said."Are you implying you don't trust me, Mr. Hackett?" Tom asked."It's not a matter of trust. I simply want to avoid unnecessary complications. If there's nothing else, please see yourself out," Gabriel said, dismissing him.He picked up the documents on his desk, signaling the end of their discussion.Tom sneered. "Fine, Mr. Hackett. I'll wait to see your results."With that, he turned and left.…For the next few days, Nyla stopped bringing meals to Damon at the office, allowing him to focus on his work.By Friday afternoon, Prospectus Technology's tech team had finally identified the root cause of the widespread machine malfunctions at Longbow.The issue stemmed from the incompatibility between Longbow's equipment and Prospectus Technology's chip. The machines couldn't keep up with the processing speed of the Agihop 5th Gen, leading to failures.However, Longbow adamantly denied ever being informed by Pros