BuzzNovelChapter 1425: Against such stark truth, Marcia found herself speechless.
Shadows clouded her expression as she gradually raised her gaze to meet Natasha's. "One question still haunts me." "Go ahead," Natasha replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith a throat dry as desert sand, Marcia asked in a voice barely above a whisper, "Given Nolan's vast resources and influence, how did you manage to emerge from this unharmed?" For eight painstaking weeks, they had orchestrated an elaborate schto frCorrine, examining every potential vulnerability and leaving nothing to chance. It seemed inconceivable that she could have navigated such a meticulously laid trap unharmed.
Natasha's expression remained coolly impassive as she asked, "Have you ever heard of the Business Council?" A single, brief sentence transformed Marcia's face completely. Her pupils dilated with shock as she stared at Natasha in disbelief before her gaze darted back to Corrine.
Marcia's throat constricted, and her voice emerged as little more than a rasp. "This... How is this possible..." The Business Council existed in shadows and whispers. It was said that its members were elite business and financial leaders from across the globe, each a towering figure in their respective field.
Their purpose was to maintain equilibrium in commercial affairs, functioning as an exquisitely balanced scale that guaranteed absolute fairness, never permitting advantage to any single party. In essence, they were regarded as the guardians of justice.
"Do you understand why Miss Holland didn't care much about the industry summit? She holds position as a senior member of the Business Council. Everything you desperately...
Covet means nothing to her." Natasha's gaze remained steady yet carried subtle mockery as she continued, "You could have built a brilliant future, but instead you demolished it with your own hands." Read exclusive content at gvlShe patted Marcia's shoulder and said with genuine concern, "I hope you find peace and don't spend the rest of your days haunted by regret." With that final caution, Natasha turned and departed.
Marcia remained rooted to the spot, thunderstruck as if lightning had shattered her world, Natasha's parting words echoing in her mind. "Don't spend the rest of your days haunted by regret," Marcia repeated in a hollow whisper.
As the elevator doors glided shut, Corrine cast a sidelong glance at Natasha and asked, “Feeling vindicated?"
"Somewhat," Natasha admitted. "I simply cannot tolerate her audacity. She's the betrayer, yet somehow possesses the gall to suggest we'll face divine retribution."
Reflecting on the encounter, Natasha suddenly felt that her rebuke ve Madn't carried sufficient weight.
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