Everyone turned to look behind them.

Justin's icy gaze locked onto the doors, his expression dark and foreboding.

The light pouring in from outside was blinding, piercing through the shadows like a blade. As the crowd squinted against the glare, two figures emerged, standing tall and resolute side by side.

It was Jasper and Landon.

Clad in a sleek black suit, Landon bore traces of dust but appeared otherwise unscathed. Jasper, however, was a stark contrast. His clothes were torn and bloodied, his appearance disheveled, but his demeanor was anything but defeated.

Standing straight and proud, his frigid stare was enough to make the crowd shrink back, unwilling to meet his eyes.

Landon began, his voice sharp and cutting, "you've gone to great lengths to keep Jasper from this

him, you sent assassins to ambush him. You had your people block his way in the parking lot. And as if that wasn't enough, you arranged for reporters to

get your way! With all your talent for orchestrating

darkened, his eyes narrowing with

form. The

serious?" someone whispered. "This is a live broadcast. Does Mr. Harper not fear the Beckett family retaliating against the Harper Group? After all, Beckett Group is the wealthiest corporation in Solana City!" "Don't forget Mr. Harper's roots," another replied. "His grandfather clawed his way up from the ganglands to build their empire. That family isn't afraid

sure-Mr. Harper treats Mr. Jasper like

"What about Mr. Justin?"

it comes to power, friends are a

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