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    Kolton knew the organization’s methods too well. Once exposed, there was no escape. Elimination was the only oue—swift, certain, and without hesitation.


    Suddenly, the phone on the floor began to vibrate violently. The sharp buzzing cut through the silence like a de. Kolton jolted, his body trembling as though startled awake from a nightmare. He hesitated, staring at the screen.AdChoicesADVERTISING


    In the end, survival won. He bent down and picked it up.


    The call came from an unknown number with no caller ID. Kolton swallowed hard and answered, his voice unsteady. “Hello…”


    A familiar voice came through—one he would never forget. It crackled faintly, carrying a strange, razor-edged quality. “Mr. Cooper, did you enjoy the live stream? Quite stimting, wasn’t it? Oh, and I nearly forgot to share some good news.”


    The tone was openly mocking. “Your prized oil tycoon—Granger Sparrow—actually diedst year. Which means the agreement you’ve been clinging to is nothing more than a nicely printed piece of waste paper.”


    Kolton’s vision dimmed, his knees nearly giving out. Waste paper. All of it fake.


    Before he could regain hisposure, the voice continued—colder now, every word precise and merciless. “If you don’t want to be ughtered like a pig by the covert operatives, you already know what you should do. Good luck, Mr. Cooper.”


    The line went dead, leaving only a series of hollow beeps.


    Kolton stood motionless, eyes wide, hand frozen in the air. They knew everything—all his secrets, even the covert operatives. He clenched his fists, nails biting into his palms. If he wanted to avoid dying at their hands, there was only one path left.


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    In the presidential suite of the Marclif Hotel in Wront, Rosanna reclinedzily on the plush bed. A silk robe draped over her body, thick bandages still covering her face, as she scrolled through the exploding online news with undisguised amusement.


    “Tsk, tsk… Crime really does pay well. No wonder Cooper Group got so rich. Who would have guessed they were involved in something this inhumane?”


    Her eyes lingered on the headline showing Cooper Group’s stock crashing to the bottom, and a sharp gleam shed across her gaze. A new idea was already taking shape—one that promised enormous wealth in the years ahead.


    She was about to inherit Axell’s estate, worth nearly three billion dors. And now, with Cooper Group copsing and its shares in free fall, its assets would inevitably be liquidated and auctioned off. Not all of them were tainted. Many were solid, legitimate holdingsnd, hotels, shopping centers. At a time like this, everyone was panicking, and no one dared step forward. Which meant opportunity.


    “Yes. That’s right,” Rosanna said, sitting up, greed shining inly in her eyes. “No one will touch them now. That makes it my chance. Buy low, wait for the storm to pass, then sell. The profit will be several times over—maybe even tenfold.” She smiled to herself. “I’ll be the new richest person in Wront.”


    In her mind, vast fortunes already seemed within reach.


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