Taylor probed. "Mr. Iverson, will the psycho bitch go along with it?"

"She will, so long as I'm involved." Christopher raised his brow haughtily.

"Congratulations on getting rid of that problem once and for all." Taylor grinned ingratiatingly. "Once Charles is out of the picture, James will be next. The old man would have to pin his hope on you, and the Iverson Group will be yours."

"I hope so."

Christopher narrowed his eyes and looked up at the dark, boundless sky. His eyes glistened with untold emotions. "I owe everything to him. I just hope I don't let him down."

"That reminds me, Mr. Iverson. I just received word that your private jet is in position."

"That took a while, but at least it was worth the wait."

propped his gold-rimmed glasses up against his nose bridge as a sinister glint streaked across his eyes. "Get in touch with Maxwell and tell him that everything

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solemn voice, "We have eyes on the Thompsons. Any

the Thompsons' residence. Chairman Thompson dispatched a search team, but she

tight at the Thompsons' residence. Our people worked tirelessly to get the information." Taylor's

some fun. She's still a free spirit now. Seriously, Wyatt should've

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