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Howard understood without further explanation.
Meanwhile, Tatiana watched in horror as her phone shattered before her eyes. Her gaze was wide with despair, the desire to simply disappear gripping her heart.
She lay on the ground, her wrists raw and bleeding from the handcuffs that dug deeply into her skin, her body trembling with each cruel second. But it wasn’t just the pain that terrified her—it was the man standing over her.
Hector, smoking lazily, squinted at her with a twisted smile. “My dear, you’re being difficult.”
Tatiana recoiled, her fear evident, but she mustered the strength to lash out. “Hector, you’re a monster! Why are you doing this to me?”
“Why am I doing this to you?” Hector chuckled. “Didn’t you say you liked me? Well, then you have to accept whatever I do to you.”
“I’m in agony!”
“But I’m thrilled.”
Hector lifted Tatiana’s chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. With deliberate slowness, he brought the glowing tip of his cigarette toward her face. Terror flashed across Tatiana’s eyes as she instinctively tried to pull away.
However, just as the cigarette neared her face, Hector’s expression shifted. Realizing she still had filming to do, he pressed the burning ember to her chest instead.
“Ah!”
The searing pain shot through Tatiana, and a scream tore from her throat.
Tears streamed down her face.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Her words became a broken refrain, repeating over and over.
“If you love me, you have to accept all of this!” Hector’s voice was venomous as he yanked her hair. His eyes burned with hatred as he took in her disheveled, broken form. “Women are all liars! All liars!”
“I didn’t lie to you!”
“Still lying? Why did you call Isabella? Do you think she’ll save you? You ended up in my hands because of her!” Hector sneered.
The words hit Tatiana like a slap, and despair flooded her mind, clouding her vision. “Just kill me!” The pain was excruciating.
Like a prisoner, she was locked away in a basement, enduring both physical and mental agony day after day. It was more than she could endure.
Regret surged through her, sharp and bitter.
If only she hadn’t left Howard, she would have been cherished, treated like a princess.
Suddenly, Hector’s fist came down hard, and in a blur of pain, Tatiana lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground like a ragdoll.
Hector turned to the servant standing by the door and ordered, “Get the doctor here. We can’t afford to delay tomorrow’s shoot.”
“Yes, sir,” the servant responded promptly.
Hector then headed to his study. He had an online meeting to attend.
Lately, the Patton Group had been heavily focusing on international trade.
A company in Aswil had offered them a major contract, one that promised substantial profits and the chance to build a strong trading relationship with Aswil—paving the way for a historic entry into their market.
Opinions were divided.
“Aswil’s political landscape is unpredictable. If the tycoons gain control, we might not get much of the market share.”
“So what? Fulfilling this contract would bring in profits that rival last year’s total earnings! It’s a no-brainer.”
“I’m all for it! We need international partnerships, and fast.”
Dane, watching the heated debate unfold, finally turned his gaze to Hector. “What do you think, Mr. Lyons?”
Hector didn’t hesitate. “I see no reason not to move forward. Turning down an opportunity like this would be pure folly.”
A senior executive raised a concern. “But the scale of materials they need is massive. I’m worried about potential setbacks.”
“If there were no risks, everyone would be jumping at it. But how do you think the Patton Group got to where it is today?” Hector replied.
Hector responded with conviction. “It’s all about having the courage to face challenges head-on. Playing it safe too often only leads to stagnation. In this world, big rewards are earned through big risks.”
His words carried weight, and the senior executive fell silent for a moment, clearly contemplating the truth in them, before speaking up again. “But if we can’t deliver the materials, the penalty fees will be astronomical! We could end up bankrupt!” The bigger the potential gain, the greater the risk.
If not for the monstrous penalties, the decision would’ve been easy.
Hector’s voice remained steady. “That’s only if we fail to deliver. As it stands, we’re fully capable of securing the materials. So why dwell on penalty fees? Our focus should be on completing the project.”
“But if something goes wrong… I still think it’s far too risky.” The senior executive, unconvinced, shifted his gaze toward Dane.
Dane thought for a moment, his eyes narrowing in thought. “You’ve got a valid point. There are other projects we could take on now. There’s no need to dive into something with this much risk.”
“Mr. Patton, that’s a brilliant decision,” the senior executive said, his voice filled with eagerness.
Hector let out a sigh, his tone resigned. “Fine, since Dane’s made his call, we’ll go with it.”
The others grumbled under their breath but wisely kept their complaints to themselves, and the meeting came to a close.
Dane returned to his work.
Just then, the secretary entered his office with a cup of coffee. He took a sip, his brow furrowing slightly. “Why does this taste so watered down?”
“Mr. Patton, we’re running low on coffee beans. I’ll pick up some tomorrow.”
Dane gave a small nod. “Alright, you can go now.”
The secretary quietly exited, leaving him to his tasks. As he sat there, though, a wave of sudden drowsiness hit him.
Could it be that the coffee wasn’t strong enough?
Dane’s eyelids grew heavy, and he decided a quick nap was in order to recharge before diving back into his work.
Meanwhile, after the meeting, Hector slipped into a sleek black outfit and departed.
He arrived at the Patton Group and made his way to Dane’s office.
Before entering, he swiftly disabled the surveillance cameras.
He found the international trade contract lying on Dane’s desk. With a practiced hand, Hector stamped it, then pressed Dane’s fingerprint onto the document.
With a sinister grin, he slipped out of the office.
When the deadline passed, and Dane inevitably failed to deliver the goods, the massive penalty for breach of contract would crush the Patton Group, bankrupting them. At that moment, Hector would swoop in, taking control and renaming the company.
After years of patience and plotting, he was finally about to claim the power that had always been rightfully his.
In Aswil, as the election drew nearer, the air thickened with tension, and a heavy, solemn mood hung over the country. Out of nowhere, a scandal involving the reigning king erupted, spreading like wildfire among the public.
Many rallied against Owen, but the tide soon shifted.
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“Waylon, pay the penalty first before you open your mouth!”
“I think the Hunt Group’s just fine. The evidence only shows that this account is connected to a Hunt Group executive, not that the executive posted the scandal. Besides, the scandal is true.”
“Waylon, you’re disgusting. You won’t pay your penalty, but you slander them instead?”
Paid trolls swiftly hijacked the narrative, accusing Waylon of slandering the Hunt Group to avoid his responsibilities. The criticisms piled on, and the backlash grew fiercer.
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