NovelEnglishChapter 229
After Kieran took Lila and left, Cole glanced indifferently at the man kneeling on the floor, then turned to speak
to Terry.
"Mr. Jones, thank you for your help with Mrs. Morgan today. | heard Jones Group has been trying to buy land in
Winas but hasn't found the right partner yet.
"Mr. Morgan mentioned his interest in your project on our way here. If Jones Group is open to collaboration, you
can meetat Morgan Group tomorrow at 9:00 am."
Cole spoke while handing over a business card. Terry was still processing the situation when the card was already
in his hand; Morgan Group was offering to cooperate with them.
Countless prestigious companies nationwide would fight for the chance to work with Morgan Group. Many would
give their all, but more was needed.
And here he was, receiving an opportunity to collaborate with Morgan Group without having done anything-or
rather, just offering minimal help to Lila despite not knowing the full extent of her relationship with Kieran.
It was a major project in Winas and was worth billions.
He looked incredulously at the business card in his hand and then back at Cole. "This..."
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"Mr. Jones, | have other matters to attend to," Cole said warmly, showing a hint of concern as an elder to a
younger person. "I'll be waiting for you at Morgan Group tomorrow."
"Mr. Mason, | helped Lila because | consider her a friend. | had no idea about her relationship with Mr. Morgan,
and | never intended to use this as leverage="
Before he could finish his sentence, Cole interrupted with a gentle smile, his tone reassuring. "Mr. Jones, |
understand what you're trying to say, but this collaboration is more than just thanking you for your generous
help. Mr. Morgan also has a great interest in this project."
Terry pursed his lips, thought momentarily, and then replied solemnly, "Rest assured. Jones Group will not
disappoint him."
Cole nodded, and just then, the police, whom he had called earlier, arrived. The troublemaker was taken away,
and since Cole had reported the incident, he was also escorted by the man.
Terry squeezed the business card in his hand, called his people to ensure Kaden was being cared for in the
hospital, and then drove to Nexus Entertainment.
When he arrived at the building, the receptionist stopped him. "Sorry, Mr. Jones, you can't go up without an
appointment."
When the receptionist saw him in the past, she would immediately greet him with a smile and let him upstairs.
But today, she seemed different. It was clear that Dorian had given skind of instruction.
Terry sneered. "Call Dorian now. Tell him if he doesn't see me, no one at Nexus Entertainment will have a
peaceful day."
The receptionist looked at him like he was crazy, but when she saw how serious he looked, she hesitated and
made the call. Then, she said, "Mr. Blake said you can go up now."
Terry gave her a cold look and headed for the elevator, his
presence carrying an unmistakable air of menace. He opened the office door, and Dorian, reclining in his chair,
looked at him with an icy expression as if the whole world owed him money.
"Don't you have anything to explain?" Terry stood across from him, his eyes burning with fury.
Dorian
reluctantly sat up a little,
though he looked completely
defeated. In just a few short months,
he had gone from a confident,
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successful businessman to a disheveled, hollow man, his spirit broken and his face gaunt
His cold, calculating gaze met Terry's. "Didn't you already figure it out? Why ask me?"
Terry couldn't believe it. Dorian, the friend he had known for years from high school till now-was admitting his
actions without a shred of guilt.
It felt like all those years of friendship were worth nothing to Dorian, who seemed to see him as nothing more
than a pawn in his own selfish game. He felt as if the years of their bond had been thrown away.
"Dorian, when did you becso repulsive?"
"Repulsive?" Dorian suddenly stood up, his gaze venomous. "Terry, do you think everyone is like you? You do
whatever you want, make mistakes, and have someone clean up after you.
"If I had a choice, do you think I'd want to be a rat in the gutter? Do you think you don't know how much I've
sacrificed to get here?
"Anyone can fall into the mud, but not me. Do you know how many people are waiting forto fail so they can
step on me? You have a family backing you, but what do | have?
"If I didn't use tactics, I'd probably be dead in sdark corner by now." His voice grew louder, his frustration
spilling like years of resentment finally broke free.
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