?


    "Understood. As for Ms. Wilkie..." Shane inquired.


    "Go ahead with the signing as usual," Gabriel replied.


    "Got it," Shane answered.


    After ending the call, Gabriel''s expression turned icy.


    If N had never returned, he might have spent the rest of his life with Jane for Wilhelm''s sake. But now that N was back, Jane had be nothing more than an obstacle-one that needed to be removed.


    As for Wilhelm, Gabriel was confident he would quickly ept N as his new mother.


    When Gabriel''s secretary entered after a knock, he couldn''t help butment on the rare sight of Gabriel''s smile, "Mr. Hackett, you seem to be in a good mood today."


    Gabriel, known for his stoic demeanor and unapproachable aura, rarely disyed his emotions openly.


    "Not bad," he replied casually.


    "These are the quarterly financial reports for thepany. Please review them when you have time," the secretary said, handing him a file.


    Gabriel epted it with a nod. "Alright. You can go."


    After the secretary left, he flipped through the report.


    Thepany''s value was steadily increasing, with no issues of concern. Satisfied, he set the file aside and turned his attention to other documents requiring his signature.


    Just then, his phone rang again.


    The number was unfamiliar.


    Few people had ess to his private line, which piqued his curiosity.


    Setting the papers down, he picked up. "Who''s calling?"


    A calm, steady voice responded. "Mr. Hackett, this is Tom Genge. Do you have time to meet? I''d like to discuss a business opportunity."


    Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Genge, as far as I know, the Genge Group doesn''t operate in the gaming industry. If you''re looking to coborate with the Wilkie Group, I can provide my wife''s contact information."


    A quiet chuckle came from the other end. Then, Tom asked, "Aren''t you worried I might tell your wife that you still have feelings for N?"


    Gabriel''s expression darkened instantly. After a pause, his tone grew icy. "Mr. Genge, I''d advise you not to make baseless usations."


    "Would you like me to send over


    evidence of you gathering


    information on the Wilkie Group to prove my point?" Tom''s voice


    remained calm, almost amusi


    though he were discussing


    as


    something trivial.


    Gabriel''s grip on the phone tightened, his aura sharp and dangerous.


    "Where?" he asked tersely.


    Tom chuckled and provided an address.


    An hourter...


    Gabriel entered a private room at the designated location.


    Inside, Tom sat alone, greeting him with a faint smile, "Mr. Hackett, you''rete."


    Ignoring thement, Gabriel sat down coldly across from him.


    "What do you want?" he asked bluntly.


    Tom''s smile widened. "I want Prospectus Technology, and you want N. I believe we can work together."


    Gabriel scoffed. "Why would I partner with you? Don''t think for a second I don''t have evidence of your crimes, Mr. Genge."


    Threats were something Gabriel wouldn''t tolerate.


    Yet, Tom remained unfazed, his grin


    unwavering. Mutual destruction wouldn''t benefit either of us.


    et


    Besides, even if you take over the Wilkie Group, it won''t be easy to take N away from Damon. If we join forces, however, it''ll be much simpler. Why not take the win-win route?"


    His tone was calm but calcted, as though he had already ounted for every possible oue.


    If Gabriel agreed, all the better. If not, Tom would ruin him first and then deal with Damon. Either way, Tom intended toe out on top.


    Gabriel''s expression hardened as he weighed the options.


    After a long, tense silence, he finally said coldly, "Fine. I''m in."