Chapter 860:


    Daren’s heart skipped a beat.


    What was Patrick doing here?


    He recalled hearing that the elusive Mr. Noel of the Burgess Group had attendedst night’s banquet. Despite searching every corner of the venue, Daren had failed to catch even a glimpse of him.


    Later that evening, he overheard someone mention that Patrick had left the party early—with Sadie.


    At the time, Daren hadn’t paid it much attention. His mind had been consumed by other, more immediate concerns.


    Patrick’s reputation preceded him—a legend in the business world, renowned for his ruthless strategies and meteoric rise. The Burgess Group had once teetered on the brink of copse, but under his leadership, it had been revitalized, rising to be a powerful force in the economdscape—all in just three years.


    Daren didn’t dare be careless.


    He quicklyposed himself and stepped forward with a courteous smile.


    “Mr. Higgins,” he greeted Jarrett first, before offering a respectful nod to the masked man. “Mr. Noel.”


    A wave of unease washed over him. Patrick had an undeniable presence. Even seated, he exuded authority that pressed down like a weight.


    Daren silently prayed the man wasn’t here to stir up more trouble.


    Noah nced at Daren briefly, nodded in acknowledgment, then looked away without a word.


    Daren’s face burned with embarrassment. It felt like mming into a wall of ice, and now he didn’t know what to do with himself.


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    Thankfully, Jarrett chose that moment to break the silence.


    He maneuvered his wheelchair to face Daren, his pale face betraying no emotion.


    “How did it go? Have you secured the contract?”


    Daren’s heart sank, but he forced a smile.


    “I went to the hotel early this morning hoping to meet with Ms. Hudson, but her assistant informed me that she had already left by the time I arrived.”


    There was no way he was going to admit that Sadie’s assistant had essentially dismissed him with a flimsy excuse.


    But Jarrett didn’t seem surprised. He turned to Noah with a faint, wry smile.


    “It appears you were right, Mr. Noel. My dear brother is quite a handful.”


    Daren’s brows drew together in confusion. What were they talking about?


    Noah remained unbothered, his gaze deep and unreadable behind the silver mask. His voice was steady as he replied,


    “Nathan may be sly and deceitful, but he poses no real threat. He might have managed to mislead Sadie with a few tricks, but it doesn’t affect your position. The senior members of the Higgins Group recognize you as the rightful heir—no one else. Nathan can scheme all he wants, but he can never undermine your authority.”


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    Message from Noah: Good afternoon dear readers. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. ( ? ? – ) ?


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