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    Katrina watched him from the corner of the hallway, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips.


    Alexander headed straight to Elite Lux, determination in his stride.


    But a security guard stepped forward, blocking his way at the entrance.


    “Sorry, sir. I can’t let you through without an appointment.”


    Thest time, the guard had failed to stop him and had been harshly reprimanded by his supervisor.


    This time, when Alexander appeared, the guard was ready, his stance firm and his eyes sharp.


    Alexander held the bag, his tone calm and friendly as he said, “I’m just going to Dani’s office to drop something off, and then I’ll be right back. Don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble.”


    The security guard shot him a hard look.


    “Appointment, no entry!”


    Alexander’s polite tone now didn’t mean he’d take responsibility if things went south.


    He leaned in and lowered his voice.


    “I can personally vouch for a position at Bet Group for you if anything goes wrong.”


    Hearing that, the guard burst intoughter.


    “Are you serious? Can Bet Group evenpare to Elite Lux? Do you have any idea what I make here every month?”


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    The guard shed his fingers.


    “This much. Can Bet Group top that?”


    Elite Lux’s jobs were highly coveted. The guard had used his connections to get in and nned to stick around until retirement.


    Would he throw away his lucky break for the so-called Bet Group?


    The guard dismissed Alexander with a wave.


    “Get going! No more of this nonsense.”


    Alexander hadn’t anticipated Elite Lux’s security pay to be so high, nearly on par with a project manager’s sry at Bet Group. Heposed himself and pulled a check from his pocket.


    “Just a little something to show my gratitude, and I’ll take full responsibility if anything goes wrong.”


    The outfit he had bought yesterday stilly in the bag, and Alexander was determined to make today a sess. The guard looked at the amount on the check before saying, “Add another zero.”


    Alexander made his way upstairs with the bag, a sharp, cold pain tightening in his chest.


    His visit to Elite Lux had already set him back by 100. This time, Ryan had sent a text.


    “He’s upstairs. Should we stop him?”


    Cedric didn’t respond right away.


    His eyes scanned thetest market share reports of Bet Group’s subsidiaries, and in an instant, he made up his mind.


    He squinted and replied to Ryan, “No need. Let him do whatever he wants.”


    Another message from Ryan popped up.


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