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    “‘Did something happen between you two?”


    Briley’s face grew warm, her voice dropping to a whisper, filled with awkwardness.


    “‘At a party, he drank a bit too much, and we ended up…’” She trailed off, her silence heavy with meaning.


    For a brief moment, shock crossed Coyle’s features, quickly reced by unrestrained delight. This was exactly the opportunity he’d been waiting for!


    Careful to conceal his eagerness, heposed himself, adopting a gentle, understanding expression. If Briley were to be pregnant with Alex’s child, the proud Howe family—no matter how reluctant—would be forced into a marriage alliance to protect their lineage and dignity.


    With the Howes as inws, who would dare challenge the Wall Group then?


    Briley noticed the shifting emotions on her father’s face, anxiety stirring within her as she quickly understood exactly what he was nning.


    “‘Dad, you’re not thinking about…” Briley spoke hesitantly.


    Coyle met his daughter’s gaze, finally abandoning any pretense. Leaning forward, he spoke quietly yet firmly.


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    “Briley, we have no choice. This is ourst chance. Think carefully—without support from the Howe family, how long can the Wall Group hold out, especially now? It’s only a matter of time before Sadie crushes uspletely!”


    Briley’s face paled at the thought. She was a Wall—why should an outsider like Sadie overshadow her?


    “‘But… Dad, what if everything backfires? Alex doesn’t even like me. If he realizes I’ve schemed against him…”


    She trailed off, dread pooling in her heart at the thought of consequences.


    Noticing her wavering resolve, Coyle pressed harder, his tone unyielding.


    “‘We must risk it all this time! Sess or ruin—it hinges entirely on this. Once you’re pregnant, even if the Howe family despises it, they’ll be forced to ept you as Alex’s wife. Don’t you see? You could marry into one of the most powerful families!”


    His words resonated deeply within Briley, slowly igniting determination. If she married someone as influential and unattainable as Alex, wouldn’t her status rise above everyone else’s?


    After a tense pause, Briley finally lifted her chin, her eyes filled with newfound resolve. “Alright, Dad. I’ll follow your n.”


    “That’s my girl!” Coyle praised her, cing a firm hand on her shoulder, his eyes glinting with cold calction.


    Early the next morning, Coyle convened an emergency shareholders’ meeting. Despite their growing dissatisfaction, the shareholders reluctantly gathered once more, driven mainly by curiosity to see what new strategy Coyle had concocted.


    They sat stiffly around the table, their faces weary from a sleepless night, each expression wary and unsettled. Coyle took his ce at the head of the table, radiating an unmistakable confidence—a stark contrast to his desperation just the day before.


    “Everyone,” he said steadily. “I know you’re deeply concerned about our lost partnership with the Burgess Group.” He paused for effect, allowing everyone’s unease to simmer briefly. “But when one door closes, another always opens. I’m pleased to announce that I’ve arranged for us to coborate with New Rise Corporation instead.”


    Coyle paused dramatically, scanning the room in anticipation, hoping his news would spark some enthusiasm among the shareholders. Instead, he was met with a wall of icy skepticism.


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