In the Lap of Luxury

They finally decided on who to work with to supply the raw materials.

Before signing the contract, Xander smiled lightly and said, "We will not tolerate any deception or shoddy work for these projects. I won't show mercy if I discover anything wrong." The older man was somewhat intimidated by Xander's presence. He wiped his sweat nervously.

"Of course, I understand."

With everything settled, Xander rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue. The new secretary handed him a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Fulton, the car is ready. Where would you like to go?"

Xander's eyes were bloodshot.

"I don't drink coffee."

The secretary quickly withdrew his hand.

"I'll get something else."

Xander took his coat and headed out. He didn't want to make things difficult for the secretary.

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Peter waited by the car, ready to report to him.

Xander stopped to a still and unbuttoned his shirt collar, revealing his muscles under the night breeze.

"What's the matter?"

"It's Jessica. We lost track of her," Peter said, lowering his head.

Xander's face darkened.

"How could she get away? Isn't the border your territory?"

"Our people were following her to see where she was headed, but she caught on. She didn't give them a chance to engage, and jumped into the sea, disappearing out of sight." Peter quickly added, "They searched for her in the water. There probably is a secret passage down there, a route we haven't secured."

Xander breathed heavily. His stern face showed no expression, and it was intimidatingly serious.

After a moment, he spoke, "From today on, start monitoring the entire border. Report to me immediately if there is any suspicious activity from anyone!" "Yes, Mr. Fulton!"

He had intended to catch Jessica by following her, but she escaped. Xander feared that she might come back to target Grace again.

After Peter left, the secretary, Chad Murray, reported to Xander in the car. Xander's time, even on the way home, was precious.

Chad had been newly appointed to fill in for Hazel's position temporarily.

He fumbled through the report, and Xander rested with his eyes closed the entire time. He wasn't paying attention, but occasionally, he would correct mistakes. "The report must be proficient and accurate."

"I will do my best, Mr. Fulton," Chad whispered.

"There's another matter. People

stopped going to Fortress Club after Mr. Brooke's scandal there. The manager contacted us, implying that we should ask for your orders. Please provide a solution."

Xander slowly opened his eyes.

Sean alone wouldn't have had this much impact unless he had someone backing him to keep competitors away from Fortress Club.

This was a declaration of war.

The Brooke family and the Iverson

family had grown close. Besides

Fulton Group, Iverson Group was the

second largest enterprise in the country. The two Groups were constantly at odds since their

territories overlapped, leading them to become recognized enemies over time.

"Mr. Jake was the one that stole this project from the Iverson Group. Now that he's on the run, the mess naturally falls on me. Iverson Group is just using Fortress Club asan excuse."

Chad was confused and asked, "So, should we go to Fortress Club?"

"Help me deliver something to the manager."

Grace had also heard about the situation at Fortress Club.

At that moment, she was sitting in the garden, having a video conference with the executives of Amirate Corporation.

Aaron sat beside her, pouring her a cup of tea. It was rare for him to be free.

It seemed more like he was supervising her work.