Chapter 408


    Hearing that name, Ian and Casey exchanged a knowing nce. Their eyes locked in silent


    agreement.


    Ian couldn’t fathom how Paolo, in his quest for vengeance for Heidi, could turn his back on years of


    friendship with the Hayes family and be a mere pawn in someone else’s game.


    He and ra were indeed a match — him with his oblivious mother, and ra with her shallow,


    good-for-nothing father.


    A shadow seemed to pass over Ian’s eyes. The damage Leonora had inflicted on him and ra


    was irreparable, and he would not stand by and watch Paolo be yet another obstacle in their


    rtionship.


    He picked up his phone and dialed Edwin.


    A few dayster...


    At a suburban mansion.


    A man dressed in ck sat in a wheelchair. His face was alight with pleasure as he listened to his


    assistant’s report.


    “Boss, the Hayes family has lost billions. This hit has left the Hayes Corporation reeling. Greta’s


    been snapping at reporters. She’s so rattled. We’re not far from swallowing up the Hayes family


    whole.”


    A cold sneer yed upon the man’s lips. “Soon there’ll be an uprising in the Hayes household, and


    Greta’s days as acting CEO are numbered. Once our man takes her ce, the time will be ripe for


    me to reim the Hayes family.” As he spoke, his hands gripped the wheelchair’s armrests tightly.


    His moment of triumph was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps at the door. A bodyguard


    rushed in with urgent news.


    “Boss, we’ve got trouble. A bunch of goons in ck have surrounded the vi, and they’re all


    packing heat.”


    The man’s eyes darkened, and the veins on the back of his hands stood out starkly. Simultaneously,


    his phone rang. He answered immediately.


    It was a call from one of the four families, and the voice on the other end panicked. “Boss, all of our


    assets have been hit hard. Our acquisitions from Hayes Corporation and our stocks have been


    bought out at rock-bottom prices. We’re facing bankruptcy.”


    “Boss, our underground casino’s been raided. Everyone’s been hauled in.”


    “Boss, our shipment got intercepted by the cops. That was meant for the big boss in Europe. Our


    losses are astronomical.”


    One call after another brought nothing but bad news.


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    The man’s eyes seethed with fury. With a violent motion, he hurled his phone to the ground, cursing,


    “Idiots, all of them!”


    The assistant quickly stepped forward to console him. “Boss, there’s got to be a glitch in the system.


    I don’t think Greta could pull this off on her own. Could Ian be behind this?”


    He didn’t dare finish the thought, but his instincts screamed that they’d fallen into Ian’s trap.


    The man’s eyes, fierce and tinged with a predatory gleam, fixed on his assistant. “Ian, feigning


    death to fool me... I’ll make him pay dearly!”


    After saying that, he maneuvered his wheelchair towards the basement tunnel, barking orders,


    “Leave some men to hold them off. The rest, follow me. We pull out now.”


    Outside, the battle had already erupted. In less than half an hour, the assants in ck breached


    the vi.


    Elsewhere...


    Ian sat on the sofa with regal calm. There was a slight smile on his handsome lips as he perused


    the stream of messages on his phone.


    Just then, Dawson approached with an update. “Mr. Hayes, we’ve secured the suburban vi. Some


    have fled through the underground passage. This was recovered on site.”


    He handed a ck insignia to Ian.


    As Ian’s gaze fell upon it, his eyes stilled. This insignia belonged to the international syndicate


    known as Devil’s w. Those who bore this insignia were the leaders of Devil’s w’s various


    sects.