Fred’s expression stiffened. He quickly said, “Mr. Sumner, this was entirely Mr. Raynor’s decision. By the time I found out, it was toote. Otherwise, I would have stopped him.


    *Moreover, the Raynor Group has suffered significant losses this time, and many shareholders are secretly trying to remove Mr. Raynor from the CEO position.”


    Damon remained expressionless, seemingly uninterested. “That doesn’t concern me.”


    Fred carefully observed Damon’s face, hoping to glean something from his expression, but found nothing.


    The rumors about Damon being cunning seemed urate–dealing with him required caution.


    Realizing he needed to take a risk, Fred steeled himself and said, “Mr. Sumner, I


    know your bo


    you have


    grievances with Mr. Raynor. I can help you deal with him.”


    Damon chuckled, but his eyes were devoid of warmth. “Help me?”


    Fred’s face turned a shade paler, but thinking of his objective, he pressed, “It could be mutually beneficial. I want the CEO position at the Raynor Group.”


    Damon raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were so ambitious, Mr. Burridge. But even without you, I can handle the Raynor Group. I have no need or reason to coborate with you. Please leave<b>.</b>”


    Fred was taken aback by the rejection. “Mr. Sumner, when Prospectus Technology first entered Capitarnia, Mr. Raynor made things difficult for you. Don’t you want to retaliate?”


    “How I choose to act is my business. Before you use someone else as a pawn, you’d better assess your own capabilities,” Damon warned.


    Under Damon’s cold stare, Fred felt as if all his intentions had been seen through. He quickly averted his gaze not daring to meet Damon’s eyes.


    Heed to defend himself, “What do you mean? I would never use you that way!” All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Damon was done with the conversation. “I’ll pretend you never came today. Spencer, please see Mr. Burridge out.”


    Spencer stepped forward, saying quietly, “Mr. Burridge, this way.”


    Gritting his teeth, Fred insisted, “Mr. Sumner, I can offer you 5% of the Raynor Group’s shares if you help me deal with Oliver!”


    Damon put down the documents he was holding and looked up at Fred with a smile. “So, you do understand after all. It seems you were just pretending to be naive before.”


    Fred silently ground his teeth, feeling resentful. Damon was doing this on purpose!


    However, the thought that Damon’s help could make him CEO of the Raynor Group pushed him to suppress <b>his </b>dissatisfaction.


    “Mr. Sumner, can we discuss the specifics of the n now?” Fred asked.


    In the following days, N noticed that every time she messaged Oliver, he took a long time to reply.


    Concerned, she reached out to a friend at the Raynor Group and discovered that Oliver had been facing significant pressure from shareholders.


    Previously, he had invested hundreds of millions of his own money topete with Prospectus Technology for <b>the </b>suburban amusement park project, but he ended up losing everything.


    The shareholders were furious, demanding that he find a way to recover the losses. He had even made a public promise to <b>resign </b>if he couldn’t resolve the crisis.


    It was no wonder he took so long to reply to her messagestely, <b>and </b>his responses were always weary. Knowing he was under so much pressure because of her made her feel deeply guilty.


    After much hesitation, N finally made a call.


    Half an hourter, she walked into a high–end cafe.


    At a table by the window sat a woman nearing 50. With her neat short hair and white suit, she bore the wrinkles of age gracefully, and her serene smile felt like a refreshing breeze.