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    “So Mr. Glyn breaks his word and expects me to understand? If he’s pulling out, he owes me an exnation!” Marc retorted.<fn2523> This update is avable on Find?Novel</fn2523>


    Still calm, the assistant replied, “Mr. Walsh, no contract was signed. Technically speaking, nothing has been broken.”


    Marc was stunned into silence, his mind struggling to process what had just happened. Nina had been the one to bring him into this deal, and since Mr. Glyn was her connection, he hadn’t pushed for a formal contract right away. He thought they were ying on the same side, but now it was clear that he had been yed.


    The call ended abruptly, and when Marc tried ringing back, all he got was a cold notification that the number was no longer in service.


    Boiling with rage, Marc dialed Mr. Glyn’s personal number, but no one answered. Just then, Kody pushed the door open and froze when he saw Marc’s thunderous face.


    “Uh, Mr. Walsh, is everything okay?”


    Marc’s head snapped toward Kody, his tone like ice. “Who said you could walk in here? Get out. Now.”


    Kody instantly realized he’d walked into a storm. He backed out quickly, pretending he’d never been there. Marc clenched his fists, yanked his coat from the chair, and marched out. If Mr. Glyn was going to dodge his calls, then so be it. He’d hunt him down in person.


    Instead of marching inside, he drove straight to Horizon Group’s garage, parked, and turned off the engine. Then he waited. If Mr. Glyn had no clue he was there, he’d eventually corner him. Calls could be ignored, but sooner orter, Mr. Glyn had to show up at the office or leave it.


    More than an hour dragged by before Marc finally spotted him stepping out of the elevator. The moment Mr. Glyn reached his car and began unlocking it, Marc slipped out of his own car and closed the distance without a sound, positioning himself right behind him.


    “Mr. Glyn,” Marc said tly. “Care to exin why the partnership was suddenly scrapped?”


    The unexpected voice made Mr. Glyn nearly leap out of his skin. He whipped around, his hand pressed to his chest. When he saw Marc, he exhaled shakily.


    “Mr. Walsh, you’ll give someone a heart attack creeping up like that,” he muttered, trying to y it off.


    Marc didn’t bother with pleasantries. Without a word, he shoved Mr. Glyn hard against the car door, his expression cold and unforgiving.


    “We had a deal, didn’t we? What’s with the sudden U-turn? You trying to tank your ownpany, Mr. Glyn?” Marc seethed. To him, Horizon only stood because of the Carter family’s backing. With Mr. Glyn’s skills alone, it should’ve sunk ages ago. And this was how he repaid them? Betraying Marc was the same as betraying Nina.


    Pinned and cornered, Mr. Glyn looked up at the taller man with a pained expression. Finally, he stammered, “Mr. Walsh, I’m… really sorry. Thepany’s shifting project ns, and we need a different partner. That’s why we called it off.”


    “Call it off?”


    “Off? You think it’s that simple?” Marc’s face flushed red with fury. He was seconds from exploding.


    Seeing him so furious, Mr. Glyn instinctively cowered, his voice dropping to a nervous whisper. “It’s not all on me. Someone interfered. I didn’t have a choice. For your ownpany’s good, I’d suggest dropping this project.”


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