Chapter 1413:


    Kolton’s pupil contracted sharply. Unbidden, his thoughts turned to udius… who bore striking simrities to Mr. M in precisely this regard.


    Kolton had envisioned transferring Cooper Group’s legacy to udius, as udius embodied the heir he had meticulously cultivated from youth.


    Before Maia’s intrusion into their world, udius had approached perfection—a finely honed weapon forged by his own hand.


    But following Maia’s emergence, udius had deteriorated into a corroded de,pletely devoid of utility. Kolton struggled toprehend how his masterpiece could betray his family for a woman’s affection.


    Did udius imagine himself starring in some tragic romance reminiscent of Romeo and Juliet?


    Utterly pathetic!


    From another vantage point, it invalidated every effort Kolton had invested in molding udius’s character.


    With that realization festering, Kolton’s eyes snapped open. His expression crystallized into something cold and unforgiving, his chest rising and falling with suppressed fury.


    By this point, the gentle drizzle beyond the windows had metamorphosed into a punishing deluge. Thunder growled across the heavens, its reverberating boom cascading through the atmosphere.


    Lifting his gaze, Kolton peered through the narrow spaces between towering buildings, discerning in the distance a massive circr edifice belching ck smoke, mes writhing and leaping in wild abandon.


    He drew in a measured breath and issued his directive with calctedposure. “Tomorrow, arrange for the Wront police to randomly detain several managers ountable for the banquet preparations to suppress public discourse. Cooper Group has financially supported them for years; the time has arrived for them to reciprocate that investment.”


    The driver’s grip on the steering wheel intensified, his head bobbing in acknowledgment. “Understood, sir.”


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    Kolton’s eyes narrowed into calcting slits. “Once we pass through the estate gates, direct the vehicle toward the dungeon,” hemanded.


    At this moment, his thoughts centered on persuading his misguided son one final time.


    Kiley’s demonstration today still fell short of surpassing udius’s capabilities.


    After all this psed time, the moment had arrived to restore the edge to that tarnished de.


    Meanwhile, within the hospital’s operating room, Chrisy submerged inplete anesthesia.


    The bullet fragments embedded in his chest had been sessfully extracted, leaving only the one lodged within his brain. The subsequent procedure would prove the most perilous and demanding brain surgery yet undertaken.


    Perspiration gathered continuously across Maia’s forehead, and a nurse maintained vignt attention, repeatedly dabbing it away.


    As she methodically peeled backyer afteryer of tissue, she finally exposed the bullet fragment that had gued Chris for such an extended duration.


    It stretched belief that Chris, flourishing in the prime of his existence, had survived an assassination attempt.


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