Chapter 523


    Thanks to Tiffanie’s educational talk, she knew Dustin was cozily in bed with royalty, so to speak. If there


    were any governmental moves afoot, Dustin would surely be in the know.


    “Mason, wait for my word.”


    Mason trusted Brielle wholeheartedly, so he agreed without hesitation.


    Brielle took a deep breath, dug out Dustin’s number, and dialed. The urgency in Mason’s voice was


    palpable; the deal concerning that plot ofnd was reaching a critical juncture. She had to get in touch


    with Dustin as soon as possible.


    There’s no answer.


    Brielle tried a second time. Still no answer.


    Rubbing her temples, she pondered for a moment before dialing onest time. Dustin’s slightly husky


    voice came through, “If you’re not calling about something serious, then next time I’m in Beaconsfield, I


    might just have to shanghai you into servitude as penance.”


    At the sound of his voice, Brielle knew exactly what Dustin had been up to. It was nighttime over there,


    and she realized with a start that she had interrupted his intimate moment, coughing awkwardly.


    Dustin haphazardly tied a belt around his waist, his bare chest marked with nail prints. “Regretting your


    life choices? Want me to whisk you away overseas?” He had offered her this chance for regret when he


    left his number thest time they met in prison.


    “Mr. Lynch, I need to ask a favor of you.”


    Dustin chuckled, signaling for thedy in his bed to make herself scarce; the night’s mood had clearly


    taken a turn. “Brielle, you’re not even blushing when you say that? No sweetener, just straight to


    business with me? You should ask around. A long queue of folks are dying for my help.”


    “Absolutely, I know Mr. Lynch. You’re quite the miracle worker, and mere mortals wouldn’t dare to bother


    you.”


    This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Somehow, Dustin found this ttery incredibly satisfying. “What do you need?”


    up


    “The Rond family’s recentnd interest–Is the government really nning to pump up local economy


    there over the next five years?”


    the


    The location of that plot ofnd popped into Dustin’s mind, and he let out a softugh. “You’re crafty,


    coming to me.”


    “Mr. Lynch, they say you’re tight with the royal bunch, and even turned down a title once. That’s quite the


    noble stance. I figured this small matter would certainly be clear to you, right?”


    No matter where a person stood, they couldn’t escape the lure of ttery, unless they’d taken


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    vows of asceticism.


    Dustin was actually hard to be buttered up, considering Infinity Brilliance’s development was pretty much


    the heartbeat of the nation’s economy. Anyone meeting him was all too eager to get on his good side.


    But the adtion he received was too crude–mountains of gold, silver, and blond bombshells, all too


    tacky.


    Brielle’s ttery, on the other hand, was ssy. He wouldn’t admit to a hint of double standards, but


    somehow, tonight, Brielle’s words seemed as sweet as honey.


    “That piece ofnd locates by theke. The government’s been trying to auction it off for a decade. The


    starting bid is a billion. After several failed attempts, if it bombs again, it’s going to rot in their portfolio.


    You know we’ve got tycoons at the helm here; they need the dough to stand up to the people. So, to line


    their pockets, they’re spinning this yarn about boosting the economy there in five years. In reality, the


    development’s happening in a different district. The auction’s going to be an inside job. If you’re keen, I


    can snag you an exclusive bid ticket.”


    This favor was monumental, involving a transaction in the billions. Brielle didn’t dare ept it. She just


    wanted the Rond family to take the hit on their investment, losing a hefty sum.


    “Mr. Lynch, thanks for the intel. But I’ll pass on the location of that other plot; I don’t have the appetite for


    it.”


    After a few more well–cedpliments, Brielle hung up the phone, ryed the information to Mason,


    and instructed him to feign interest in that doomed plot, to maliciously hike up the Rond family’s bid,


    and to spread rumors that the government was dead–set on developing the economy there.


    Mason responded with a string of praying emojis, a symbolic vigil for the impending misfortune of the


    Rond family.


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