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"Why don't you investigate who ended up with that gaming company?" Gabriel retorted.

There was a brief silence before Tom chuckled.

When the Wilkie Group partnered with Starlite Enterprise, they handed over hundreds of millions to the latter. Then, to salvage their cash flow crisis, they sold Gabriel's gaming company, using the proceeds to patch up their financial hole.

In essence, Gabriel had contributed nothing yet walked away with a gaming company.

Meanwhile, the Wilkie Group lost everything-the gaming company, the money, and now even the stability of its headquarters. The company was on the brink of collapse.

"I have to say, Mr. Hackett, your maneuvering is impressive. You've played the Wilkies like a fiddle.

"I wonder, though, how Jane would feel if she realized she spent billions of the Wilkie Group's funds just to gift you her gaming company? Do you think she'd be furious?" Tom quipped.

Gabriel's gaze turned cold. "And how does any of this relate to our partnership?"

"Of course, it doesn't. I just can't help but admire the masterful way you've manipulated the Wilkies behind the scenes," Tom replied.

Impatient, Gabriel cut straight to the point. "8:00 p.m. tonight. Violet Carriage, Room 1. Don't be late."

He hung up without waiting for a response.

Tom arrived punctually at 8:00 p.m.

After a few polite exchanges, he took a seat opposite Gabriel.

"So, Mr. Hackett, reaching out to me must mean you've come up with a plan. Care to share?" Tom asked.

Gabriel met his gaze coolly. "I might have a plan, but how do I know you'll listen?"

Tom laughed casually. "That depends. Does your plan benefit me?"

Gabriel asked, "Before we get into my plan, let's address your recent blunder. The libel case Damon filed against you for falsely accusing the Summer Group of using

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materials-have you resolved that

yet?"

Tom's smile froze briefly before he replied, "Of course. It was a minor legal matter. It didn't harm my company in any significant way." Gabriel's expression remained impassive. "I expect no more mishaps like that in the future. If you cause another mess, our partnership is over." He made it clear that his collaboration with Tom wasn't about charity. He wanted an ally, not a liability.

Tom straightened his posture and said seriously, "You don't need to worry. Last time was just a small experiment to test Damon's response." "There's no need for such experiments. If we want to deal with Damon, the target should be Prospectus Technology.

"If Prospectus Technology falls, the

Sumner Group becomes nothing more than a paper tiger. But let's be honest here-your so-called 'test' wasn't about Damon or Prospectus Technology, was it? You had your own motives, didn't you?" Gabriel taunted.

Tom's expression darkened at having his intentions exposed.

He stared straight at Gabriel and said, "Mr. Hackett, we're partners. I'm not your subordinate. You're in no position to lecture me."

Gabriel nodded and stood. "In that case, I see no need to continue our partnership. I won't work with

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He turned and walked toward the door.

Tom's eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn't expected such a hardline response.

"Wait!" He rushed to stop Gabriel, speaking firmly. "Mr. Hackett, I spoke too hastily earlier. I apologize. Let's not let this ruin our collaboration."

Gabriel turned back with a smile. "That's the attitude I expect. Now, let's sit down and talk properly, shall we?"