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    After Chris briefly recounted the encounter, Maxwell’s eyes widened with horror. Never had he imagined Chris’ assignment would teeter so close to catastrophe.


    “How’s your injury?” Maxwell asked with concern.


    Chris lifted his arm with casual indifference. “It’s not serious.”


    Although his shoulder had been hit by the sniper and the injury was severe at the time, something peculiar had been happeningtely — his injuries were vanishing at an inexplicable rate.


    This phenomenon left Chris deeply perplexed.


    Logically, a wound in that location should have sidelined him for at least a month or two, even with vital areas miraculously spared. Yet somehow, Chris had regained full mobility in under a week.


    The injury had already formed a healthy scab and was closing at an uncanny pace. At this rate,plete healing seemed just days away rather than months.


    Maxwell’s face darkened with concern as the implications settled over him. Despite Chris’ casual attitude, the true danger of the situation hung in the air between them, almost tangible if one paused to consider it.


    “Mr. Cooper,” Maxwell ventured, “why would that person extend such significant help to Kolton?”


    Chris’ eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, cold calction glinting beneath hisshes. “It’s simply one predator stalking behind another…” His lips curled into a contemptuous smile. “He’s likely hoping to seize control of Cooper Group and dominate Zephyria’s entire businessndscape.”


    Maxwell’s fists tightened involuntarily. “That’s despicable!”


    “We need to stay sharp for now,” Chris said, his voice deepening with gravity. “This blow may have hurt Kolton, but he won’t back down easily. He’ll likely use that person’s connections to hunt for our tracks through the dark web.”


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    Maxwell nodded, worry creeping into his voice. “I just wonder if Hawk can handle the pressure… That person doesn’t have many hackers, but each one is world-ss.”


    He paused, then added, “Plus, who knows what other hidden resources that person might still have tucked away.”


    Meanwhile, at the Cooper Group headquarters, the chairman’s office was eerily silent.


    With a crack, a crystal ashtray sailed across the room and exploded against the wall, fracturing into a constetion of glittering shards. Kolton’s chest rose and fell in rapid session, his face ckened by a storm of rage.


    “Worthless!” The word tore from between his clenched teeth, his eyes zing with murderous intent.


    That shipment had been the linchpin of Cooper Group’s operations — the essential raw materials for their international venture that would have cemented their global position. He had leveraged precious connections and poured vast financial resources into securing those goods.


    Now, not only had he lost countless men, but a substantial portion of the materials had vanished into enemy hands.


    The consequences were immediate and devastating: Cooper Group faced cripplingpensation ims while their stock value hemorrhaged by the hour.


    Only days before, Aurora Apparel Company had slipped through his fingers into MCN’s waiting hands, leaving a critical gap in Cooper Group’s fashion portfolio.


    Now this loss of essential materials made the pattern painfully clear. Someone was deliberately targeting Cooper Group.


    Kolton’s teeth ground together as his eyes darkened to something predatory.


    He drew a steadying breath,pressing his rage into something cold and focused. “Whoever is behind this… I’ll find him and destroy himpletely!”


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