Chapter 49

An hour after the scolding by Butler Martin, Mason realized what was at hand. He hadn't planned out his attack on the Huttons, Drake, Williams and Uncle Roger.

The soft glow of the vintage lamp cast a warm illumination over the room, emphasizing the seriousness of the task at hand.

Masons fingers drummed rhythmically on the polished surface of the desk, his mind a swirling tempest of thoughts and calculations.

The various paper spread before him depicted a web of business connections, corporate rivalries, and the potential paths to achieve his ultimate objective, the destruction of his enemies' companies.

His sharp, calculating eyes scanned the reports and financial records, each line a piece in the puzzle of his meticulous plan.

He leaned back in his leather chair, the creaking sound echoing the weight of his contemplation.

Every move he made had far-reaching consequences, and Vincent was a master of orchestrating chaos from the shadows.

A map of the city adorned one wall, with ma