Chapter 113

The room fell into a heavy silence as Mr. Michael’s plans began to take shape. His mind was a labyrinth of strategies, a constant chess game where he anticipated his opponents’ moves.

Robert’s voice was hesitant, a hint of doubt in his tone. “And what about the court case, Michael? The evidence against you is strong.”

Mr. Michael’s smile was confident, his eyes glinting with a mixture of arrogance and resolve. “We have our ways of influencing the proceedings. A few well-placed connections can work wonders.”

Robert’s gaze remained fixed on Mr. Michael, his unease evident. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Michael. If things go wrong…”

Mr. Michael’s voice was ice-cold as he cut him off. “They won’t. I’ll make sure of it.”

The penthouse was bathed in the soft glow of city lights as Mr. Michael’s mind raced with possibilities.

He leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled as he contemplated the intricate puzzle before him again. Robert’s words of