Chapter 1323

Chapter 1323:

The words tumbled out like a dam breaking, years of bitterness flooding forth.

“I had one goal in life—just one! To achieve it, this was my only path! As for Andrew, he was in my way. Using Madisyn to eliminate him seemed the best solution. If those incompetent fools hadn’t botched everything, if I had had more time for preparation…”

With his schemes exposed, Elton abandoned all pretense. His words flowed freely now, as he unleashed years of festering resentment toward Denby and his inner circle.

He spoke freely, venting his years of dissatisfaction with Denby all at once.

Looking at Denby’s grave expression, Elton said, “But knowing all this won’t save you. Tomorrow was meant to be your treatment, but you’ve awakened ahead of schedule. Such a shame you’ve learned too much, Commander Thatcher. Perhaps it’s time for a family reunion with Alvina…”

Elton’s eyes burned with murderous intent as he tensed to strike, but fate had other plans.

The door opened with a resounding crash as Lowe and the guard team leader burst through, instantly positioning themselves as human shields before Denby’s be.

“Elton, stop it! What the hell are you doing?” the guard team leader bellowed, his voice laced with both authority and wariness, eyes fixed on the two-faced Elton.

Lowe, standing beside him, was gripped by a cold dread. Never, in his darkest imaginings, had he thought that the very superior he had sworn loyalty to would secretly conspire to commit murder.

Elton had sent him to investigate Madisyn before, but only now did he realize that it had never been for Commander Thatcher’s sake, but rather to eliminate Andrew.

Elton’s sharp gaze landed on Lowe, suspicion flashing across his face.

“Why are you here?”

Lowe hesitated, his tongue tied in uncertainty. Before he could form a response, Madisyn and Andrew entered with their people in tow.

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A group of people closed in around Elton.

Elton’s eyes snapped to Andrew. In a chilling moment of clarity, it all fell into place.

“You suspected me all along? This was a trap you set up together?” Andrew remained silent, but Elton needed no confirmation. The pieces fit too perfectly.

A bitter, mocking laugh erupted from his throat.

“Good. Very good. I’ve truly been outplayed.”

His gaze shifted to Denby, and his expression darkened.

“And what about you, Commander Thatcher? Did you really have a relapse?” Elton no longer trusted a single soul in the room. His venomous glare made Madisyn uneasy.

She stepped forward, her voice steady.

“Dr. Mia already treated Commander Thatcher’s old injury last night. Elton, if you had done nothing wrong, none of us would have turned against you. You climbed by stepping on others, yet you still think you’re the victim?”

“What do you know!?”

Elton’s hand shot up, finger pointing accusingly at Madisyn, but his words were aimed at Denby.

“You never favored me from the start, yet you still dangled the title of your successor before me! I had no choice but to betray Alvina! Now Alvina is gone, and just as I’m about to take over your position, I discovered that you still have a Qiviut Organization under your command. What the hell is going on?! Am I really so unworthy of inheriting what should be mine?”

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