?<strong>Chapter 759:</strong>


    He arrived at the Johns Group and made his way to Dane’s office.


    Before entering, he swiftly disabled the surveince cameras.


    He found the international trade contract lying on Dane’s desk. With a practiced hand, Hector stamped it, then pressed Dane’s fingerprint onto the document.


    With a sinister grin, he slipped out of the office.


    When the deadline passed, and Dane inevitably failed to deliver the goods, the massive penalty for breach of contract would crush the Johns Group, bankrupting them. At that moment, Hector would swoop in, taking control and renaming thepany.


    After years of patience and plotting, he was finally about to im the power that had always been rightfully his.


    In Aswil, as the election drew nearer, the air thickened with tension, and a heavy, solemn mood hung over the country. Out of nowhere, a scandal involving the reigning king erupted, spreading like wildfire among the public.


    Many rallied against Owen, but the tide soon shifted.


    “Waylon, how dare you post this? Have you even paid the breach of contract penalty to thepany? They’re waiting for you, yet here you are, ndering them!”


    “Waylon, pay the penalty first before you open your mouth!”


    “I think the Hunt Group’s just fine. The evidence only shows that this ount is connected to a Hunt Group executive, not that the executive posted the scandal. Besides, the scandal is true.”


    “Waylon, you’re disgusting. You won’t pay your penalty, but you nder them instead?”


    Paid trolls swiftly hijacked the narrative, using Waylon of ndering the Hunt Group to avoid his responsibilities. The criticisms piled on, and the bacsh grew fiercer.


    Waylon had seen thising. “These people never consider that if the king really was guilty, he could’ve easily shut down those gossip ounts, stopping the rumors before they spread.”


    “People just go with the flow,” Madisyn said, shaking her head.


    “When’s your event, Waylon?”


    “In the evening. I’m wiped out—need some rest. These past days have been exhausting,” Waylon replied.


    As Waylon headed off to rest, Andrew nced at Madisyn with concern. “I’ll go with you tonight.”


    Madisyn’s lips curved into a smile as she looked at him. “Yes, I need you toe with me.”


    Andrew’s face lit up with happiness.


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