Chapter 169 The Umbre Gesture


    On Riviera Boulevard, a ck Maybach sliced through the rain curtain, eventually stopping at the entrance of Hoverdale Tech University


    Inside the car, the scent of sandalwood tangled with the jasmine from a young girl''s hair. Josh nced at the girl beside him. her fingers twisted in anxiety. Tears had formed crystals on her eyshes, revealing the delicate outlines of her corbones through her wine-stained white T-shirt.


    She looked up, her voice soft, "Thank you for bringing me back."


    1er tone was light but sincere.


    Josh, with a hint of curiosity, raised an eyebrow and teased, "You really are a student, huh?"


    The girl pursed her lips, her fingers curling slightly, looking a bit uneasy.


    Seeing her silent, Josh raised his eyebrows again, "As a student, you should really avoid bars. If I hadn''te along, you could have been bullied today."


    She nodded quietly, a soft "Mhm" escaping her lips.


    She didn''t want to work at the bar, but it paid well. After her mom got fired from the Bets, she just wanted to ease her mother''s burden


    Mia nodded, her voice barely a whisper, "T-I should go now"


    As she reached for the door handle,


    "Hold on Josh''s voice suddenly interrupted.


    Mia paused and looked at him, puzzled. The next second, Josh picked up an umbre and handed it to her.


    The umbre gleamed with a metallic huster under the car''s interior lights, looking particrly exquisite


    Mia hesitated for a moment, then smiled gratefully and took the umbre, Thank you."


    Just as she was about to get out, something urred to her, "Sir, how can I return the umbre to you?"


    "No need to return it


    Seeing the "Maybach Jogo on the handle, Mia firmly shook her head, "Such an expensive umbre. I must return it to you."


    Her mom had worked for the Bets for years; she recognized luxury car logos and knew that the essories from such cars weren''t cheap.


    Josh''s eyes twinkled with amusement, "Fine, I''lle to pick it up tomorrow morning."


    Mia didn''t catch his intrigued expression, earnestly replying, “Okay, I''ll wait for you at the school gate tomorrow morning"


    She opened the car door, stepped out, and turned back, "Sir, be careful on the road."


    With that, she opened the umbre and walked into the campus.


    Josh watched Mia disappear into the school grounds before slowly driving away.


    He was still smiling slightly from their conversation, the girl''s earnest and stubborn nature adding a bit of fun to his otherwise mundane night.


    The car glided smoothly through the rainy night, the raindrops continuously blurring the windows.


    Josh held the steering wheel with one hand, the other casually checking his phone. When he saw three missed calls from Felix, his lips twitched.


    He sighed softly, muttering to himself, "Must have been the loud music at the bar, didn''t hear it."


    He pressed redial and switched to speakerphone, waiting for the call to be answered.


    Chapter 169 The Umbre Gesture


    At the Brooker''s Vi, Felix answered, "Your nightlife seems quite rich"


    Joshughed. "Can''t hide anything from Mr. Brooker"


    Felix chuckled, not prying into his activities.


    Finished


    Direct and to the point, he said, "Elliot''s been too idletely. Let''s bankrupt Bet Corporation; give him something to y


    with


    Josh rolled his eyes silently at the idea of bankrupting apany as a form of y. He knew a call from Felix in the middle of the night was never good news.


    Despite his high sry of 140,000 dors, he had no sympathy for the Bets after being involved in many such plots.


    "What''s the deadline?"


    Felix nced outside at Elliot, still kneeling and looking unsteady, a smile not reaching his eyes, "Before dawn."


    Josh felt a throbbing in his temples upon hearing those words.


    Bringing down Bet Corporation overnight was no small task. given its substantial internal vulnerabilities.


    He sighed inwardly, foreseeing a sleepless night ahead. Talking was easy for those at the top, but it meant running around for


    him.


    Despite his handsome sry, he was still a hard-working employee.


    After hanging up, he pressed down on the elerator. The ck sedan, like a cheetah, swiftly cut through the rainy night toward hispany.


    As the car raced, the rain screen was momentarily torn by the speeding vehicle, then swiftly closed again


    His mind worked furiously, like a finely tuned machine, scouring through Bet Corporation''s various divisions, searching for that lethal blow that would push thepany into the abyss of bankruptcy within just a few hours.