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    “It’s fine,” she said with a rxed tone. “A mere 0.79% won’t trigger any major shifts. Put it out of your mind.”


    Relief washed over Maxton’s features, the tension draining from his shoulders. After all, Sadie’s trust in Tina was absolute, and when Tina spoke, her words carried the weight of authority.


    With a grateful nod, he retreated to tackle the remaining work on his desk.


    Across the city, in a cozy cafe nestled in the southern district, Humphrey savored the document spread before him with evident satisfaction.


    His gaze lifted, meeting the expectant eyes across the table.


    “Well done. Your payment will arrive in carefully timed installments. However, Alex has his own designs on this acquisition, so I’ve assembled everything you’ll need to counter his moves.”


    At Humphrey’s casual wave, his bodyguard stepped forward and ced a file on the table.


    Beal nced up with surprise as he flipped it open, then broke into a grin. “Mr. Perry, truly brilliant.”


    Roughly thirty minutes passed before Beal stepped into the Howe family’s estate, clutching the file under his arm.


    The file exchanged hands, and Alex skimmed the first page—a legal confirmation that he’d secured 7.9% of Wall Group’s shares. Satisfaction flickered in his eyes, a smile threatening to break free.


    Snagging this particr stake marked the first—and most important—move in the quiet war to shake Wall Group’s foundation and pull every ounce of power away from Noah.


    Shifting his gaze, Alex regarded Beal, who stood before him, posture impably formal.


    “Well done, Beal. Settling in all right with the new role?”


    Deference colored every word as Beal inclined his head. “Everything’s in order, sir. The transition was smooth, and I’ve familiarized myself with the entire operation.”


    Appreciation showed in the way Alex’s features softened, his approval unmistakable.


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    Fingers drummed a slow rhythm on the document, and he spoke with a trace of satisfaction. “Now that we hold 7.9% of the shares, the rest should fall into ce. The path ahead will be much smoother.”


    Confidence radiated from him, as if he already pictured Wall Group’s mighty fortress copsing, and the day Sadie would belong to him.


    At that moment, Egan entered, ushering in Malcolm.


    Any trace of arrogance had vanished from Malcolm’s demeanor; before Alex, he adopted an air of meek obedience.


    A quick nce from Alex sent Beal a silent message.


    Beal picked up on the signal at once and slipped out of the room without a word.


    Just outside, Beal paused by the door, taking a careful look around before leaning in, his ear pressed against the wood, determined not to miss a single word.


    For Humphrey, every snippet of Alex’s plotting mattered.


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