79The two men exchanged glances, their expressions unreadable behind their sunglasses. Darwin could see their jaws clenching, a sign of their skepticism or perhaps just their default demeanor.As Darwin confronted the two skeptical men, a crowd began to gather, drawn by the brewing confrontation. T

81"Believe what you want. But I have no time for your petty insults and games." He turned to leave, wanting to put distance between himself and these toxic individuals.However, the man, sidestepped with a deliberate grace to block his path, a smug, contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "Leaving

83Maxwell's sneer faltered for a moment, taken aback by the sudden change in Darwin's demeanor. His eyes narrowed, trying to decipher this unexpected defiance. "Oh? And what will you do about it?" he challenged, stepping closer, his own hands balling into fists, as if preparing for a confrontation.

85The sound echoed through the hall, a stark silence following. Maxwell stood frozen, one hand touching his cheek in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock and humiliation. The crowd gasped, some covering their mouths to hide their reactions, while others whispered fervently among themselves.Henry, h

87It had been a week since the party at the Pennington estate. Darwin hadn't heard from Maxwell Wick since that eventful night. As the CEO of Weston Manufacturing Corp, Darwin had been trying to win back customers that Maxwell had stolen. He was also investigating who the mole was in his company th