Chapter 909:
“Is Dylan really siding with Damien and turning on Robin?”
“No way. Kurt and Herbert went way back. Their families have always been close.”
“But that was in the past. Herbert has already passed away. Maybe the two families are just keeping up appearances. Word is, Dylan and Robin aren’t exactly best friends.”
“If that’s true, this could be Dylan’s excuse to cut Robin loose. He finally found a reason to turn.”
“Messing up ties with the Scotts over an offhand insult at a woman? Robin must’ve lost his mind.”
While the whispers swirled and suspicions simmered, Dylan’s voice rang out, cold and commanding. “Seize him!”
At once, the security team leader stepped forward and grabbed Damien’s arm. The rest of the security team followed suit, holding him down tightly, making sure he couldn’t move an inch.
Damien’s face went pale. “Wait—this has to be a mistake! You’re supposed to be restraining Robin, not me!”
Struggling uselessly, Damien shot a desperate glance at Dylan. “Mr. Scott, please—have them let me go. They’ve got the wrong guy.”
A glint of menace flickered in Dylan’s icy eyes. “No, they haven’t.”
“What?” It was as though Damien had fallen headfirst into an arctic lake. He stared at Dylan, wide-eyed and frozen. “Do… Do you mean… How could this be?”
His lips quivered, turning deathly pale, as if the life were draining from them. His ears buzzed while Dylan’s frosty voice thundered through his skull. “From this moment on, the Scott family will cut all ties with the Ortiz Group. Anyone here who dares to do business with them will be seen as an enemy of the Scott family.”
Gasps shot through the crowd like sparks in dry grass. This was nothing short of blacklisting the Ortiz Group, severing their lifeline to survival. The Ortiz Group was done for, and every ounce of effort the Ortiz family had poured into it would soon be reduced to dust. The Ortiz Group would vanish from Lorbridge without a trace. And they couldn’t help but wonder—would Damien come to regret his reckless words today?
𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖉: 𝖌𝖆𝖑𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖘ꞏ𝖈𝖔𝖒
Before anyone could even process what had just happened, Robin’s voice rang out like a crack of thunder. “Anyone who dares to collaborate with the Ortiz Group will also be considered an enemy of the Miller family!”
Another shockwave of murmurs rippled across the room. That was it. The Ortiz Group was completely and utterly finished. No one had imagined that one reckless insult could draw the wrath of not just the Scotts—but the Millers too. How in the world had Christina harbored such influence to warrant two influential families defending her this fiercely?
Guests breathed silent sighs of relief, grateful they hadn’t said a word against Christina. One slip, and they might’ve shared Damien’s fate. What a terrifyingly close call.
Damien’s face turned ghostly, his body limp as wet cloth. If the guards hadn’t been holding him up, he would’ve collapsed right then and there. It was over. Utterly, absolutely over. Everything the Ortiz family had built over generations was now dust in the wind.
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