This time, Sylvia was the host. Bryce, Mark, and Martha were all present.After discovering the true nature of these three individuals, Eric and Sylvia regarded them with different eyes.Bryce and Mark were both notorious for their lustful ways, and in the presence of Sylvia, they were even more shameless.Martha was no different. In her eyes, a woman's beauty was a sin, and those who climbed the social ladder using their looks were even worse sinners.If Sylvia were an ordinary person, she would have fallen victim to Martha's schemes long ago. But Sylvia was no ordinary person.Even so, in Martha's eyes, Sylvia was within her grasp. With this in mind, Martha turned her head and glanced at Eric. In her view, Eric's fate was also sealed—this man who preyed on women with his accomplishments and status was no good man.He couldn't be allowed to harm women any longer—he had to die! There were no good men left in this world!Sensing her bloodlust, Eric glanced at her, and his eyes su

The Pentra family thoroughly disgusted Sylvia.Once, when she first heard of aristocratic families, Sylvia imagined them to be more refined and responsible than the wealthiest households. Little did she know the Pentra family would turn out like this.What kind of nonsense aristocracy was this?They were nothing but self-centered, selfish individuals who dared to act recklessly under the guise of family strength. Such a family had no reason to exist."We've got the lowdown," remarked Eric. "There's no point in holding onto any illusions about the Pentra family. Let's focus on what we need to do."Sylvia had no illusions about the Pentras. When Bryce demanded an 80% profit share, she saw through their facade immediately.The Pentras weren't holistic physicians, nor were they in pharmaceuticals, yet they dominated the Westlake market. Any medical merchant looking to enter Westlake City would likely have to pay Pentras, or their business would suffer.-Mark had just been frolicki

John strode with determination. Naturally, one's mood became excellent when they envisioned a bright future ahead.He still needed to reach out to other distributors, subtly gauging their opinions. Of course, he didn't need to approach everyone—just a select few of the major Westlake distributors would suffice.-Back at the hotel, Ron voiced his concern, "Mr. Johnson, all the Westlake distributors are under the Pentras' watch. If John contacts other channels, he might be discovered by them, right? Will he be in danger?"Having spent so much time in Westlake City, Ron was familiar with the situation. Given the Pentras' nature, they would likely eliminate John if they found out he was turning against them.John was akin to a seed planted by the Innova Group, yet also resembled a spark cast upon a dry grassland. The Pentras didn't want to face a scenario where all the distributors turned against them. Handling that situation was somewhat delicate!After pondering for a moment, Eric

Ruth's arrival made the Pentras hesitant to make any rash moves. They even refrained from hosting any gatherings, knowing that such events were directed toward Sylvia. If the Innova Group were to alert the Combat Department, the Pentras would be in serious trouble.Thus, their actions became significantly restrained.-John had made some progress.Approaching Ron, he addressed the issue at hand, "The Westlake distributors have long been voicing complaints about the Pentras. I've personally met with the top five distributors, yet they still harbor reservations about the Innova Group."Ron chuckled. "They all seem eager to go against the Pentras, but..." he trailed off, implying a lack of confidence in their ability to do so.John nodded, realizing his own uncertainties mirrored theirs. His intention wasn't an immediate defection from the Pentras but rather an exploration of their sentiments.Would they dare to break away and operate independently given the chance? The unanimous r

Dwayne sank back into his chair, frustration etched across his face. "Mr. Johnson, do you have any other pressing matters? We need to address the companies' finances first! They hold the purse strings, and every penny we spend must pass through their hands!"He felt stifled beyond measure. Despite it being his own money, control slipped from his grasp into the Pentras' hands. Allowing them control was one thing, but needing their consent for every expenditure? It felt like the greatest mockery he had ever endured."What's the rush?" Eric interjected. "Your company remains under your control in every aspect except finances. Besides, without your approval, can they truly move any money?"Eric continued. "The Pentras are aware of our meeting here. Their delay tactic is to observe our response and take action."Eric had a suspicion about the Pentras' next move. The Combat Department had recently visited their premises—they wouldn't dare threaten the distributors' families. Most likely,