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    “But we just did what we were told. How could any of that be illegal? It’s absurd.”


    “Honestly, if someone’s to me, it’s not the manager. He only ever followed directions…”


    “Keep it down! Mr. Spencer is on his way up. If he catches you talking like that, we’re all in trouble.”


    Silence swept through the room the instant Wesley appeared at the door. Not a single word slipped out.


    A piercing stare from Wesley swept the table, freezing everyst person in ce. “You’re all aware of what’s happening here. I’ll give you this one chance. If anyone has anything to confess, now’s your moment. Step up, and I’ll let it go. But if I find out you’re hiding something, don’t expect any leniency from me.”


    Nobody budged. The threat in his voice was clear, but everyone sat frozen, eyes darting around.


    Shadows deepened in Wesley’s eyes. “Since nobody is taking this chance, I’ll get to the bottom of it. That’s the right way to handle the situation. Wouldn’t you agree, Joseph?”


    Suddenly being called out, Joseph stiffened. His face paled for a second, but he quickly masked it, locking eyes with Wesley. He tilted his head, feigning respect, and said, “You’re the one calling the shots at the Spencer Group. If that’s your decision, I won’t argue.”


    Joseph’s lips curled into a satisfied grin as the trap was finally about to snap shut. He had spent months pulling strings in silence and arranging everything, all to take Wesley down.


    Siebert Wharf held the heartbeat of Houis’s economy. Once the mess surfaced, officials woulde knocking—and they’de hard. The Spencer Group would take the hit, but the one to answer for it all would be Wesley.


    Gerald had always stood in Wesley’s corner, but Joseph was sure that loyalty had its limits. When the time came, Gerald would choose thepany over Wesley.


    And when that happened, Joseph believed the Spencer Group would be his.


    In no time at all, all of Houis was swept up in outrage. Wesley’s reputation crashed overnight—no longer a business icon, but a traitor in the public eye.


    “Wasn’t it enough to make a fortune? Now he’s selling off the Siebert Wharf to Avaloria? Shameless!”


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    “the doesn’t need leeches like him. Let’s bring down the entire Spencer Group!”


    “He’s totally lost it—who in their right mind would sell out Siebert Wharf?”


    “Tycoon? More like a parasite. The Spencers are just bleeding us dry!”


    “Exactly. Tear down the Spencer Group and divide its wealth with everyone.”


    “Down with the Spencer Group! Throw Wesley Spencer out of Houis!”


    The Spencer Group’s social media exploded, swamped with furious demands for Wesley to be banished. Their shopping centers, vehicles, and luxury boutiques became mas for angry crowds. Protests erupted throughout their malls. Graffiti covered the walls, protest signs sprouted everywhere, and chaos reigned.


    No matter how the Spencer Group tried to mp down on the news, the wildfire only burned brighter. Everything pointed to a carefully orchestrated assault.


    Inside Wesley’s office, Felix watched him with anxiety as the situation went from bad to worse. No matter how many smear ounts they blocked, twice as many popped up to take their ce.


    “Mr. Spencer, we’vepletely lost control of the narrative,” Felix suggested. “This is bigger than anything we’ve faced before… It might be best if you kept a low profile for now.”


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