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Dominic’s abuse of power was a known secret within the company for many years. Therefore, everyone was glad to see Alyssa purging individuals like Dominic right after she was appointed the company president.
Dominic went home in despair. Upon stepping into the house, he flung his coat at the maid in anger. Taken aback by his action, the maid failed to catch the coat in time. The coat fell onto the floor. However, such an insignificant event triggered Dominic, who went up and kicked the maid, causing her to wince in pain on the floor and struggle to get up.
He growled, “Useless thing! Get lost!”
At that moment, Renee rushed over with a worried look. “Dad, is it true that you’re sacked?”
Even Renee, who only cared about shopping and getting beauty enhancements, had heard the news. This went to show the gravity of the situation. It must have traveled through the Belbanks business circles.
Jumping in anger, Dominic swept everything off the coffee table. He had planned to teach Alyssa a lesson at the board of directors meeting since Winston and Jonah weren’t around. He had never expected to be humiliated and utterly defeated by Alyssa instead.
“Of course it’s true! You heard about it, didn’t you?” His lips twitched in fury.
“What do I do, now that you’re sacked from KS Group?” Worried sick, Renee grabbed his arm and swung it. “How could I show my face in the socialite circle from now on? The rich guys and girls are snobby.
“They won’t want to hang out with me if they learn that you’ve been kicked out of KS Group. How am I supposed to find a rich husband?”
Dominic was plagued by worries at the thought of Renee’s marriage prospects. His failure was directly tied to her future marriage. He snapped, “Well, this is all thanks to that bitch Alyssa Taylor! She’s acting like the king when there’s no reigning monarch around!”
“Dad, will you beg Uncle Winston for mercy? You’re his only brother, and he dotes on you. Ask him for help, and he might¡ª” “No!” Dominic waved and shrugged her hand off his arm. “Alyssa knew it was me who leaked the footage of Winston’s relapse. She probably has not told Winston about it, or it will be chaos out there by now.
“If I beg Winston for help, Alyssa will surely tell him the truth. Winston is a decent guy with one flaw¡ª he has a massive ego. He might cut ties with me if he learns that I was the reason for his public humiliation. I can’t count on Winston anymore!”
Looking bewildered, Renee remarked, “So… Are you saying that she’s threatening you with the information about the footage? Did she foresee you asking Uncle Winston for help? Woah, what a cunning bitch!”
Dominic sank into deep thoughts with a malicious gleam in his eyes. Deep inside, he knew that Winston did not protect him out of sibling affection. Winston had only spared him time after time, given that he had saved the life of Jennifer.
Jennifer, Winston’s lovely wife, who had passed away 20 years ago, was the reason Winston had protected Dominic for 20 years.
However, Dominic could not depend on Winston anymore now that Alyssa was in power. He needed to figure out another way of defending himself.
“Ah¡ªMr. Dominic, I have bad news!” Dominic’s secretary screamed as he stumbled into the house. “Just now, the tax authorities have raided two hotels under your name and five salons under Ms. Renee’s name!”
Dominic and Renee turned white in shock. “What?”
“Initial estimates showed that you would have to repay 20 million dollars in tax evasion for the two hotels. We haven’t calculated the amount in tax evasion by the five beauty salons, but if we do the math, we are looking at 40 to 50 million dollars to be repaid for tax evasion.
“By the way, I received a call from Mr. Bates on the way here. He said he called you a few times, but you didn’t pick up. He wanted me to pass a message to you¡ªhe’d like you to reimburse him for every single cent of his investment loss in your hotel business, or he won’t let this slide.”
Upon hearing that, Renee collapsed on the couch with a vacant expression. Similarly, Dominic nearly fainted from the emotional turmoil, which also brought him acute chest pains.
“Alyssa Taylor, how dare you stab me in the back? We’re sworn enemies now!”
Jameson hurried back to The Millennium at lightning speed. After all, he couldn’t afford to keep Sir’s man waiting, even if the man was a mere subordinate.
Amber greeted him upon his arrival. He asked coldly, “Is he here?”
“Yes. He’s waiting in the lounge.”
“Is he easygoing?”
Frowning, she replied, “He doesn’t speak much. And he’s quite weird.”
“Weird?”
“You’ll know when you see him.”
Jameson walked over to the lounge. She held the door open for him. Before entering, he said to her, “Wait at the door.”
He disappeared into the lounge as Amber’s expression froze. Curling her fingers, she slowly realized his growing suspicion toward her.
If she did not get rid of Axel, she would soon be kept out of Jameson’s inner circle. She could picture the fate that awaited her if that happened.
Seated in the expansive lounge was a tall, striking man clad in a black leather jacket layered over a black hoodie. He was drinking vodka shots alone.
The man looked stoic and unapproachable. He effortlessly consumed one shot after another as though the highly concentrated vodka was water.
Jameson collected himself and went up to the man with a smile. “You must have been tired after the traveling.”
The man ignored him and continued taking the shots. Jameson was irked by his insolence but remained patient and friendly, given that the man was sent by Sir. “May I know your name?”
The man introduced himself in a detached and raspy voice, “I’m Remy Lexington.”
“I’m Jameson Schmidt. I oversee Sir’s businesses in Kontina and Solana City. Nice to meet you.” Jameson reached out for a handshake just as Remy glanced up.
The dim lighting and Remy’s fringe had obstructed Jameson’s view of his face until that moment.
When Remy looked up, Jameson finally managed to take a good look at the man. Remy Lexington had straight brows and chiseled features, with deep, intimidating eyes that bore a weathered look.
Jameson was stunned at Remy’s attractive features. Remy suddenly questioned with an icy edge in his tone, “And who is it that you want to kill?”
Jameson was caught off guard by Remy’s direct question. Remy said to him, “Just send me that person’s full name, address, and photo. Nothing more.” Then, he returned to drinking.
Jameson stared at Remy’s face with a fake smile. “I don’t need you to kill. All you need is to get hold of this person to make things easy for my men. That’s it.”
“Got it. Send me the details.” With that, Remy downed the last shot of vodka, rose from the seat with hands in pockets, and marched steadily out of the door.
Amazingly, he managed to walk straight even after all the drinking.
Jameson notified him, “I’ve arranged a premium suite for you. You may take a rest upstairs.”
“Sir has made lodging arrangements for me, and I shall only listen to him.” Remy shut the door behind him, leaving Jameson standing alone in the dark.
Jameson grabbed his phone and searched for a name. The search results returned a few news articles from many years ago, but the photos were clear.
Amber happened to enter the lounge. Staring at his shaking body, she cautiously prodded, “M-Mr. Schmidt, are you alright?”
Jameson suddenly let out an eerie cackle while staring at his phone, giving Amber goosebumps.
“Sir is indeed something. There’s no one else more capable than you, Remy Lexington.” Falling onto the couch, Jameson nearly ran out of breath from all the laughing. His normally pale face was colored with blush. “Jeremy Walsh, we shall see. This man is your true rival!”
Amber felt a bone-chilling sensation spreading across her body as Jameson laughed like a maniac. She had a feeling that he might know the assassin from just now, and they seemed to share a history.
The consecutive huge scandals created shockwaves across Solana City and Belbanks. On one hand, Josh Schmidt’s arrest plunged the Schmidt Group into an unsalvageable reputational crisis. The media created sensational headlines on Victor’s hospitalization. Many social media accounts had fakely announced his death many times.
On the other hand, Alyssa had just taken over as the KS Group president, and she immediately taught Dominic a lesson. She had purged the company of corrupted individuals, even taking back the 50 million dollars on Winston’s behalf.
The 50 million dollars might not be a lot to the Taylors, but Alyssa refused to let Dominic, the ingrate, take advantage of her family.
However, she did not return the 50 million dollars retrieved from Dominic to the company. Instead, she donated the money to the charity fund Jeremy had established under his mother’s name.
Meanwhile, the Harper Group was about to host a board of directors meeting in the morning. Landon woke up very early. After he washed up and got dressed, Lauren remained quietly sleeping in the bed with her teddy bear in her arms. She breathed softly through her moist and supple lips.
The night before, Landon couldn’t help but make love to her. When they were going at it, she sobbed into his shoulder while telling him that she’d wake up early to help dress him, prepare coffee, and make breakfast. Knowing that the board of directors meeting was an important day for Landon, she wanted to take it seriously as his wife.
Landon softly agreed to her suggestion while plowing her with greater intensity, causing her body to ache and melt in his embrace. After they were done, she drifted to sleep out of exhaustion.
Landon, aware of Lauren’s habits, knew that she’d sleep in the next day if they made love the night before.
All Landon wanted was for Lauren to lounge around. He did not expect anything from her, except to wait for him at home. That was the idea of a happy married life he pictured.
While staring deeply at Lauren’s sleeping face, Landon felt aroused, but he managed to keep his desire under control. He leaned over to plant soft, greedy kisses over her. After caressing her face and professing his love for her a few times, he reluctantly left the bedroom.
Downstairs, Angelina and a newly promoted secretary were waiting for him. Now that Angelina had been appointed as Lauren’s assistant and bodyguard, Landon needed someone trustworthy by his side. Hence, she recommended her junior, Jordan Diaz, to take her place as Landon’s newest secretary.
“Mr. Landon!” The two of them greeted him at the same time.
“Angie, guard the house and look after Lauren.” With Jordan’s help, Landon put on his black coat. He solemnly repeated the daily reminder to Angelina, “Call me if anything happens, even if I’m in the middle of a meeting. Call me at any time. There’s nothing more important than Lauren.”
“Of course, Mr. Landon.” Angelina nodded.
“Ms. Angie, we’re leaving now.” Jordan stared at Angelina with excitement and anticipation.
“Go. Be good to Mr. Landon.” She furrowed her brows, worrying over her junior like a mother over her son.
Jordan gestured “okay” at her and followed Landon out of the house. Angelina let out a relieved sigh and a smile after Landon’s car left the compound. Her longtime efforts finally bore fruit.