Not long after, Brandon arrived.

Nyla was in the living room playing with Mason. Brandon greeted them briefly before heading straight for the study to meet Damon. "Uncle Damon, why did you call me over?" Brandon asked.

Damon glanced at him and asked, "How's the situation with your fight with Tom? Have you handled it?"

Damon sat at his desk, and though he was seated, Brandon immediately felt an unprecedented pressure as soon as their eyes met.

His smile faltered, and he stiffly replied, "It's still being handled. I hired some online trolls, and now there's a lot of criticism about Tom online."

Damon's gaze hardened. "Stop wasting time on that. Deal with the disloyal partners at the Sumner Group as soon as possible. And keep an eye on Charlotte. She might be working with the Genge Group."

Brandon listened attentively at first, but then couldn't help but exclaim, "No way! Does Charlotte really not know that Tom is targeting both the Sumner Group and Prospectus Technology? Is she out of her mind?"

"I don't know. Just keep an eye on it," Damon replied.

"Got it," Brandon answered, though he still couldn't believe Charlotte would actually work with Tom.

He planned to confront her about it after he left. Now that Tom was targeting the Sumner Group, the Sumners had to stick together.

Damon waved him off. "Nothing else. You can go now."

"Oh. Alright..." Brandon replied.

After leaving Damon's villa, Brandon immediately called Charlotte. "Charlotte, I heard from Uncle Damon that you're going to work with the Genge Group. Is that true?"

There was a brief silence on the other end before Charlotte's angry voice echoed. "It's true. What's wrong? Since Uncle Damon won't help me, I have no choice but to find help elsewhere."

Brandon frowned. "What help are you talking about? Wait for me I'm coming to find you."

He hung up and immediately got in his car, speeding off.

At the Genge residence...

Karter sat across from Tom. "Mr. Genge, I've done what you asked. When will you help me?"

Tom smiled, taking a sip of his wine. "Don't rush, Mr. Basham. I'll do what I promised."

"I'm in a hurry, Mr. Genge. I did what

you

Ground, but once the Sumner gets into trouble, everyone 65know I was behind it.

"If the Summer Group and

Prospectus Technology come after me, and t'end up with nothing-no benefits, just a scapegoat-I'll be in a worse situation," Karter replied, frustration clear in his voice.

His impatience was obvious, and he shot Tom an unhappy look.

"Don't be so impatient," Tom soothed. "Just wait a little longer."

"Wait for what?" Karter asked, narrowing his eyes.

"You'll find out in a few days," Tom replied cryptically.

Karter's impatience flared, and he coldly warned, "Mr. Genge, I don't have much patience. If you're playing me, I'll tell Damon everything you've been doing behind the

scenes. You wouldn't want him to

find out, would you?"

Tom paused mid-swig, his smile deepening as he assured him, "Don't worry. That won't happen."

Karter snorted but said nothing more, getting up and walking out.

Tom watched him leave, a murderous gleam flashing in his eyes.noveldrama

Forget that Drake was threatening him. Who did Karter think he was to threaten him too?

If not for his plans still being in motion, Karter would have learned the hard way what happened when someone threatened him.