Chapter 939

“Stick to the plan.” Isaac leaned back into the leather armchair. “What’s Noel’s take on this?”

“He’s resigned. Heading back to Grandeur Capital tomorrow.”

“Let him have a crack at those projects we lined up.” Isaac had this hunch; they wouldn’t be returning to Imperial City anytime soon.

“Understood.”

The buzz about Noel joining Grandeur Capital stirred Manuel from his complacency, insisting on a meeting with Isaac. Unfortunately, Isaac was nowhere near Imperial City.

Undeterred, Manuel, shamelessly flanked by a gaggle of reporters, barged into Noel’s office, airing a laundry list of Isaac’s supposed misdeeds.

Noel wasn’t one to be pushed around. He called the cops without a moment’s hesitation.

The reporters scattered like roaches, leaving Manuel red-faced and on the verge of a fainting spell.

“Got an issue with my brother?”

face like thunder, retorted, “Too busy at Grandeur Capital, huh? Then

Marcel?

“In your dreams. Grandeur Capital belongs to the Salter family, and

livid. “Noel, I’m your

you, I must’ve been some sinner in a

you?” Manuel tried to soften his tone. “I’ve

Noel was silent.

around your age.

paternal duty to strategize for Noel, unaware that his son couldn’t

marriage right now, nor am I competing with my brother. And another thing, don’t you dare look down on Brittany.

toss Manuel out on his

reeling, Noel’s words echoing in his

a Lynette of

info on Craneville, and, lo and behold,

bought a plane ticket under

to climb the Lynette family tree? In his dreams!

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