Majid pulled a dirty cloth from his pocket and stared at Sonny’s terrified face as he shoved it into his throat. "Your life is worth nothing more than this filthy rag!" Majid then left the apartment and disappeared. Sonny collapsed to the floor and started convulsing. He never imagined he would die like this. Just before he died, a vision of his decaying body flashed through his mind... rotting among piles of discarded food containers, emitting a foul stench, yet no one would ever find him… *** At this moment, the defense and security of Reddof had risen to another level! The second wave of Dixon’s men, who had completed their first stage of training, had all been deployed. Paulo did not relent in ensuring that Reddof remained safe. The safety of Hamilton Group and its employees was the top priority! After this incident, the employees of Hamilton Group no longer felt fear or hesitation. Instead, they realized just how important they were to Dixon and the Hamilton family. ***

The marketing team organized an online competition for the public to guess who the next brand spokesperson would be.The winner would have the chance to receive their new product first, as well as a cash prize of $50,000!Suddenly, there was a commotion in Eden State! The online voting was unstoppable. People weren’t just after the prize; they were also showing support for their favorite singer.This promotional activity was a success and attracted a lot of attention for the upcoming product.Dixon was very pleased and sent a large sum of prize money to the marketing department, making the staff feel more motivated than ever. Who wouldn’t work hard when their boss is so generous?The next step was up to Agnes.***Dixon was waiting at Eden State Airport with Diana.Agnes had flown directly from Voroz City. She only brought Wallo and her makeup artist with her.Agnes remained fairly calm when she saw Dixon again, although she didn’t forget how dominant and charismatic he looked when he

Dixon nodded and patted Bara's shoulder. "You didn’t do anything wrong, and you’ve done an excellent job. Go and get ready—we’ll be set to shoot at any moment." Bara glanced at Rodet but said nothing. He nodded. "Yes, Mr. Dixon!" Rodet's expression changed when he saw Bara and his team start setting up their equipment again—even fixing the camera he had damaged. Rodet glared at Dixon and said coldly, "Young man, don’t you know what just happened? Don’t you realize you need my permission to film a commercial on this beach?" "No, I don’t," Dixon replied, stepping closer to Rodet. "Since you broke our camera, we’ll have to use yours." Rodet was stunned. He had never met someone so eager to die. As Dixon came close enough, Rodet suddenly launched a vicious and aggressive kick toward Dixon’s lower body! But before Rodet’s leg could fully extend, it was stopped by an incoming force. A cracking sound echoed as his shin bone snapped. Dixon had also kicked him, but Dixon’s strike

**Inside Amane Restaurant** There were many people drinking in one of the private rooms. It was a party. "CEO Devon, you are truly a promising young man! Now that you've taken over the Saran family, Eden State will rely on you!" "Exactly! Although this is supposed to be a test set by the head of the Saran family, I’m sure there won’t be any issues! Let me toast to you, CEO Devon!" "Once you secure more than 50% of the market, you'll pass your family’s test! Let me congratulate you in advance!" One by one, they came to greet Devon, who was seated at the head of the table. He simply waved his hand and maintained a humble expression. "Don’t flatter me just yet," Devon smiled. "I haven’t succeeded yet, so if I celebrate now and fail later, wouldn’t that be a slap in my own face?" That was what he said, but deep down, he knew that failure was impossible. He had put in so much effort and money—there was no reason for him to fail. As the only son of the Saran family, the family

But Devon ignored Diana’s words. He picked up an empty glass and poured himself a drink of wine, continuing politely, “CEO Hamilton, there’s no need to be upset. Isn’t it better that the Hamu family is gone? I heard that you didn’t like Roker Hamu, and you know what? I didn’t like him either.” “What do you want?” Diana asked impatiently. “Haha, nothing at all. I’m just here to say hello,” Devon said as he poured himself another glass. “I heard that Hamilton Group is about to launch a new product, and if I’m not mistaken, your product launch is scheduled for next week?” “What a coincidence! I also have a new product, and I’ll be launching it on the same day as yours. Don’t you think that’s quite the coincidence?” Diana’s expression darkened. “We’ve also filmed some promotional advertisements, and of course, while our model may not compare to your famous celebrity, the impact will still be great,” Devon continued, completely disregarding Diana’s growing irritation. “I wonder i