Mr. Damon, Owen, and Harry stood at Archer's Law Firm, surrounded by other attorneys as per Harry's instructions. He was prepared to provide them with a briefing on how the firm would now operate under his leadership. Within a mere twenty-four hours, they had received an influx of over a hundred cases due to Harry's return, much to Owen's delight. Harry directed each attorney to prioritize punctuality and other essential factors, and he explicitly instructed them to take on cases involving politicians if their instincts guided them to do so.The new approach didn't sit well with Owen. Over the past few months, the attorneys had been focusing on taking cases against less privileged individuals in order to generate revenue for the firm. However, with Harry's presence, his star power alone had the potential to generate millions. Owen no longer saw the need to involve politicians. He aimed to restore Archer's Law Firm to its former state."No, that won't do," Mr. Damon's voice commanded e

In one of the private rooms at the airport, Alexander, Cassandra, and some of his associates were seated around a table filled with drinks and an assortment of food on a chilly morning.Cassandra reached out and grabbed a slice of bread, pouring herself a cup of tea."Shit!" Amp exclaimed. "I'll miss you."Everyone chuckled, deliberately diverting their attention away from Amp's comment and focusing on their breakfast. He knew Cassandra had been planning to travel back to Africa for the past few days, so why was he expressing his displeasure now?Ridiculous, isn't it? Cassandra rolled her eyes at his behavior. She wasn't in the right frame of mind to argue or engage with him. All she wanted was to get out of Europe. She had been feeling increasingly uncomfortable ever since they suspected that Harry might have substantial evidence to refute their claims of ownership over his company. The news of Harry's resurgence as a prominent figure in the legal world had just reached them the nigh

At first, Cassandra hesitated to open the file. She felt a sense of fear about what it might contain, so she stared at it for a while. She glanced up at Harry, who stood there, observing her reaction to the files he had tossed into her cell. After a few minutes, she mustered the courage to pick up the file and brought it closer to herself. Carefully, she broke the seal and began to flip through the pages, her gaze still fixed on Harry. To her surprise, his serious demeanor had vanished, replaced by a mocking smirk. This only heightened her curiosity about the contents of the file she was about to uncover.Her thoughts swirled aimlessly in her mind. She couldn't decipher Harry's intentions or what he had given her. Harry's unreadable demeanor left her feeling defeated even before she attempted to understand. However, she couldn't help but wonder why Alexander hadn't taken action to secure her release. Why hadn't he sent someone to rescue her? If he had, she wouldn't be left here, tryin

8:25.pm Fuego Police Station.Amp stepped out of the cab and headed straight into the police station. His mind was still swirling with countless thoughts, but he had to compose himself and visit Cassandra. He couldn't leave her there as Alexander had instructed. He couldn't believe that Alexander had simply abandoned Cassandra without even making an attempt to help her. From what Amp had witnessed, Alexander hadn't done anything to intervene. It was unimaginable to him. As he entered the impressive police station building, a cold chill ran down his spine when he caught sight of the imposing prison walls. It reminded him of the time he had been thrown into jail and then swiftly released within six hours, thanks to Alexander's intervention. He swallowed nervously, wiping away the sweat with shaky hands. He made his way inside, his eyes scanning the different police officers stationed at the entrance. One of them asked, "Who are you looking for?" prompting Amp to pause."I need to see s

"She couldn't have committed suicide," Harry gritted his teeth in anguish as he reached for the car handle. He couldn't believe that she had taken her own life after agreeing to testify against Alexander in court. All of Harry's thoughts pointed to Alexander as the only suspect capable of orchestrating such a clean and swift job. Now, Harry truly understood the kind of man he was dealing with—a monster who wouldn't hesitate to shed blood to cover his tracks. It only took this tragic event for Harry to realize the depths of Alexander's ruthlessness. Stanley accelerated the car, swiftly making a left turn and taking the route back home. He knew that Harry was disoriented and unable to function in the office. As the second-in-command, since Pietro had become preoccupied with matters of the heart, Stanley understood how to protect Harry's interests and well-being. All he knew was that Harry needed a quick nap to calm his racing heart and regain his composure. Those few minutes felt like a