LittleNovelChapter 922: Hackett, silent until now, narrowed his eyes and turned to Bruno.
Bruno frowned. "What are you getting at?" Hackett smirked. “Even the most powerful men have their weaknesses—especially for beautiful women. If we can't sway Daniela, we need someone else in Cedric's ear. Someone loyal to us, and utterly irresistible." Bruno blinked in disbelief. "Isn't Daniela exactly that?" No matter what they thought of her, they had to admit—Daniela was stunning.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHackett let out a knowing chuckle. "No matter how beautiful she is, I'm sure Cedric would get bored. Bruno, that beauty you've been keeping under wraps might be just the answer." Bruno clung to the hope that the woman he had kept could shift the balance in his favor.
He hosted an extravagant banquet, expecting Cedric's presence, but the man never showed.
Before Bruno could cup with his next move, he was hit by a crushing defeat so absolute that any attempt to recover felt impossible. His phone buzzed incessantly with calls from the marketing department.
"Mr. Deleon, there's a major problem with our latest game." "Mr. Deleon, hackers have cracked our newest release; pirated copies are flooding the market!” "Mr. Deleon, our market share has plunged from 50% to a mere 5%!" "Mr. Deleon, our stock is on the verge of a historic crash!" gvlnovom opens doors to fiction "Mr. Deleon..." Bruno was drowning in dire reports. Yet he was completely incapable of stopping the downfall.
Once more, he stood at Elite Lux's entrance, the tsince his last visit feeling like an eternity.
Memories surfaced-his last visit, his harsh words toward Daniela. Now, Daniela remained untouchably brilliant, while he teetered on the edge of financial ruin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBruno took a step toward the entrance of Elite Lux.
The security guard smirked. “Apologies, Mr. Deleon. No appointment, no access.” Bruno lifted his gaze to the towering building, tears carving paths down his face.
With a hollow thud, he collapsed to his knees at the entrance. The pride he once flaunted now mirrored the depth of his current desperation.
He bellowed, "Cedric! Please! Just one more chance! I'm begging you, Cedric!" Onlookers gathered, watching as Bruno slapped himself repeatedly. Blood seeped from his lips, dripping onto the pavement in crimson streaks.
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