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    In the living room of the Field family’s vi…


    Clive’s face was swollen, and his hands were covered in bruises. His clothes were also ripped in


    several ces.


    His tiger–like temperament and elite force martialist demeanor had vanished.


    He was in a sorry state and resembled a defeated general, totally dejected.


    Clive cupped his hands and said to Clinton, who was sitting on the sofa with a surprised


    expression, “Mr. Field, our operation failedst night!”


    Clinton finally came back to his senses. “What happened?” he asked Clive, who looked like a


    disaster victim.


    “Howe I haven’t heard from you all night?


    “Aren’t you an elite external martial arts expert? Even with dozens of experts, you still couldn’t


    handle Gilmore?”


    Clive looked embarrassed and said, “Mr. Field, we didn’t see him. When we drove up the mountain,


    we were hit by boulders. rolling down the mountain.”


    He continued, “The boulders pushed our cars off the road, causing them to roll down the mountain.


    More than a dozen of our people were killed or severely injured. They were all taken to the hospital


    for medical attention


    I didn’t go to the hospital because I was afraid you’d be waiting for an update. Therefore, I came


    back to inform you”


    Clinton was taken aback.


    He had no idea that Clive and the group of experts would encounter rolling boulders on their way up


    the mountain. Their casualties were extremely high.


    The chances of this happening were nearly the same as winning a 1–million–dor lottery ticket.


    However, it had happened to Clive and the others.


    For a brief moment, Clinton was at a loss for words.


    Finally, he told Clive, “First, let’s settle the score with Gilmore. You’re injured. Ask the vi’s private


    doctor to apply medication and bandage your wounds.


    Clive said, “Yes, Mr. Field”


    He then limped out of the vi.


    Clinton was speechless.


    At that moment, footsteps could be heard as a respectful–looking old man dressed in a suit walked


    in.


    He was the housekeeper for the Field family.


    “Mr. Field, the Whittlesea Hospital in Vista Verde just called and said that around 30 bodyguards


    from the Field family were


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    hit hard by rolling boulders on the mountainst night. 13 people died, and 17 were heavily injured.”


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    He added, “The hospital has treated the seriously injured. They expect us to foot the bill for the


    injured and deceased.”


    Clinton frowned and asked, “How much is the medical cost?”


    *300 thousand dors in total,” the housekeeper replied.


    Clinton let out a cold snort. “What a bunch of good–for–nothings. They’re ipetent, and they


    want me to spend money on them? No way.


    “Call the hospital and inform them that the bodyguards were not in an ident in the vi and that it


    has nothing to do with the Field family. If the hospital wants money, they should turn to the families


    of those bodyguards.”


    The housekeeper looked embarrassed and said, “Mr. Field, although the bodyguards did not have


    an ident in the vi, they are still from the Field family. Shouldn’t wepensate them if


    something happens to them?”


    Clinton immediately cast an unfriendly nce at the housekeeper. “Do you have a problem with me


    not paying?”


    “Who said they were the Field family’s bodyguards? From now on, they’re fired.”


    “If you want, you can pay the 300 thousand dors yourself.”


    The housekeeper was speechless and dared not say anything else.


    “What are you waiting for?” Clinton scolded him angrily. “Tell the hospital what I just said.”


    The housekeeper acted quickly and left the living room, his face filled with fear.


    When he left the vi, he was furious and cursed silently. “What a heartless animal!


    “You wouldn’t be able to make decisions for the Field family if your father wasn’t unconscious.


    “You even drove Miss Field, whom your father adores, out of the family. Aren’t you afraid of


    karma?”


    He then walked away with an angry expression on his face.


    After the housekeeper left, a figure appeared in a corner.


    That person was about 50 years old and dressed as a servant.


    When he noticed the housekeeper leaving, he walked into the vi with a grim smile.


    In the living room, Clinton was drinking tea, but his heart was filled with rage.


    Clive not only failed to help him deal with Gilmore, but he also lost arge number of people.


    If he had not been smart and fired the bodyguards immediately, he would have had to spend 300


    thousand dors to save them.


    Just then, he heard footsteps. “Greetings, Mr. Field, the servant said respectfully as he entered the


    living room.


    Clinton took one look at the old man and recognized him as Martin Field, an old servant in the vi.


    “What’s the matter, Martin?” Clinton, who was in a bad mood, inquired impatiently.


    Martin responded, “Mr. Field, I heard someone speaking ill of you just now.”


    Clinton frowned, and his eyes flickered slightly. Despite his anger, he smiled. “Martin, who spoke ill


    of me?”


    “It was Housekeeper Murdoch Field, who just left,” Martin responded.


    “Tell me, what did he say about me?” Clinton inquired.


    Martin then repeated what Murdoch had said outside the vi.


    In the end, Martin exined, “Mr. Field, Murdoch has always looked down on you. He also thinks


    that Miss Field should be in charge of the Field family.


    “Helene’s defiance of your father enraged him to the point where he fainted. Murdoch was obviously


    trying to take


    for a short advantage of hisa. You don’t have a strong foundation yet because you had only


    been in charge of the family for a time. Murdoch wanted to join forces with Helene in order to seize


    control of the family.


    “Mr. Field, you have to be cautious!”


    Clinton’s lips curled into a cold smile when he heard this. “Martin, I know you’re loyal to me.


    “You’re right. Murdoch has always been loyal to Helene. Although Helene has been driven out of the


    Field family, we have to be vignt against her.”


    Then Clinton looked at Martin with sharp eyes and said, “Keep an eye on Murdoch. If he and


    Helene try to do anything to me, report to me immediately.”


    He added, “As long as you’re loyal to me, the housekeeper position will be yours sooner orter.”


    Martin immediately replied, “Yes, Mr. Field”


    Martin spilled the beans to Clinton because he had long coveted Murdoch’s position as


    housekeeper.


    Now that he had heard Clinton’s promise, he was naturally overjoyed.


    “You may leave now,” said Clinton.


    “Yes, Mr. Field.”


    Martin walked out of the living room.


    Inside the living room, Clinton had a gloomy expression on his face.


    Helene was like a thorn in his side because she was the proper Miss of the Field family.


    Clinton, on the other hand, was adopted by Graham, the head of the family.


    Of course, only the Field family’s core members were aware that he was Graham’s adopted son.


    Since he was Graham’s adopted son, he used all the means at his disposal to maintain control of


    the Field family’s power.


    And he would never let the Field family’s authority, which he already possessed, fall into Helene’s


    hands.


    He only had to wait five days before holding a stakeholders‘ meeting at the Horizon Group. He


    would go from being a temporary chairman to a formal chairman, and everything in the Field family


    would be his.


    At that time, nobody could take away his authority over the Field family


    Helene would be powerless to change the situation and would b