Chapter 813: Chapter 814 Business Enemies

The phrase “She has me” reached the ears of Eugene and his entourage, clear and unambiguous.

Eugene instantly sobered up. He cautiously shifted his body and observed Dexter, who was still standing in the shadows. Dexter took out a cigarette and asked calmly, “Mr. Jablon, a lighter, please”

“Of course!” Eugene failed to find a single lighter on himself. He nudged his secretary beside him with his foot and whispered, “Lighter’ Lighter!”

After much fanfare, he finally found a lighter. He hurriedly lit Dexter’s cigarette, and its weak flame revealed the man’s indifferent gaze.

“Mr. Russell… You. This. I’m also a man, I understand! Eugene said, thinking he had offered some comfort Dexter slowly puffed on his cigarette, letting out a stifled chuckle. “What do you know?”

Which man could bear the fact that his ex-wife had left with her first love? Eugene couldn’t say it directly, so he found a roundabout way to explain, “Women, well, I think Ms. Olsen, whom we just met, is quite a fine lady. Yes, quite good indeed!”

Dexter brushed off the ash from his cigarette and said, “She’s like my younger sister. She doesn’t count.”

With a sigh, Eugene scratched his head, at a loss for words. He stood dumbfounded at the door with Dexter until the latter had finished smoking a cigarette. Dexter stared at the scattered ashes on the ground. “Mr. Jablon, how much do you know about the Bastille family’s affairs?”

Eugene began to regret not drinking enough to pass out. He found himself in a bit of a predicament as he stammered, “Not much, just… what has been rumored out there.”

Before their eyes, Morgan was helping Josie to stand up. She brushed off Morgan’s hand and walked away on her own.

Morgan boarded his car and drove behind her at a slow pace.

“Morgan acquired Shawn’s businesses, joined forces with Bastille Group’s shareholders, and ousted his own younger brother, right?” Dexter asked. His back ached a little as he straightened his body.

“Yes… that Shawn, he’s an illegitimate child. For the past six months, he has been teaming up with other companies to attack Morgan. Just for this reason alone, Morgan could never tolerate him.”

As Eugene spoke about this, he was somewhat filled with righteous indignation.

“Other companies?”

“Rumor has it that they’re from Wavery. Although we don’t know who’s behind it, they’re powerful and ruthless. So, it’s not like Morgan had an easy victory these past six months. It just goes to show his tenacity.”

After all, as a fellow townsman from Rivodia, Eugene held a certain degree of admiration for Morgan.

“Tell me. Perhaps I really do know these companies.”

After some thought, Eugene mentioned a company name.

Dexter’s emotions were unreadable as he lazily fiddled with a lighter. He said simply, “It’s a company under Russell Group”

Before Eugene could even react, Dexter nonchalantly tossed the lighter into the former’s hands and declared. “Ill make a move”

The man, tall and upright, walked into the night, a pleasing sight to behold.

Eugene watched him leave, and after a moment, his legs gave way, and he collapsed into his secretary: arms “Did you hear that? What what did he just say?”

His secretary was also breaking out in a cold sweat “H-he said that the company collaborating with Shawn is under Russell Group’s control”

Suddenly, Eugene’s vision went completely dark.

Dexter revealed this information for one reason only to make it clear to Eugene that his relationship with Morgan was never one of cooperation, but of opposition.

Tonight had been a feast with ill intentions, where Eugene alone reveled cluelessly in joy.

Lost in his thoughts, Eugene suddenly slapped himself and cursed out loud, “D*mn it.”

Meanwhile, Josie took a long trek back to the hotel. The gloom in her heart didn’t dissipate, and she never once looked back at Morgan’s car.

“Ms. Jo? What happened? You didn’t walk all the way back, did you?” Angel opened the door, only to find a weary and haggard Josie.

Josie didn’t say a word. She went straight into the bathroom and closed the door.