Tyler let out a deep sigh, his expression softening. "Sanya, I owe you one. Thanks for tracking this down."Alex instinctively moved closer, his voice low and reassuring. "Now that we have the information, we need a solid plan to move forward." His brow furrowed, concern etching his features.Tyler's gaze lingered on Alex, gratitude flickering in his eyes. His shoulders, previously tense, relaxed slightly.Alex's face set in a resolute mask, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency. "We can't afford to wait. The sooner we act, the better."Sanya's eyes flashed with determination, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Let's get started! We can't waste another minute." Her voice was laced with urgency, her posture radiating readiness."Yes, where do we start from?" Tyler asked, his eyes scanning the room, seeking direction.Sanya leaned forward, her voice taking on a strategic tone. "Tyler, reach out to Matthew. Pretend you're interested in learning more about his company. We need intel on
Matthew paced around the room, his finger nervously biting into his lip. "This is a disaster," he muttered.He knew Tyler was formidable, but now that he was onto them, Matthew realized they had underestimated him."Smith, let's put this on hold for now," Matthew said, his voice laced with concern. "Until Tyler forgets about this or... or we shift our focus to sabotaging his business instead of his personal life. What do you think?"Smith's expression turned calculating, his eyes narrowing. "I think that's a wise decision, Matthew. Tyler's not one to underestimate. If he's onto us, we risk exposure."Matthew halted his pacing, his eyes locking onto Smith's. "We can't afford to be caught. Our reputation, our business – everything's at stake.""Matthew, I need some time to think," Smith said, his voice laced with a hint of unease. "Let's discuss this later. I need to clear my head and consider our options carefully."Matthew nodded empathetically, understanding Smith's need for reflecti
The air crackled with unspoken threats, heavy with the weight of unresolved tensions. For the first time in Judas' life, he saw a stranger in Matthew's eyes - a cold, hardened glint that sent a shiver down his spine. The familiar warmth and camaraderie that once bonded them now seemed lost, replaced by a chilling distance.The silence stretched on, a silent battle of wills playing out between the brothers like a game of chess. The ticking clock on the wall seemed to amplify the tension, each passing second weighing heavier than the last.Finally, Matthew broke the tension with a humorless laugh, his voice laced with bitter resignation. He threw his hands up in surrender, palms facing Judas in a gesture of defeat."Fine, have it your way," Matthew said, his words dripping with sarcasm. "Just don't come crying to me when things go south."As he turned to leave, the sound of his boots echoing through the room seemed to seal the rift between them, leaving Judas with a haunting sense of lo
Smith's mind raced as he paced across the dimly lit room, the shadows cast by the flickering lamp dancing across his face. His heart thudded in his chest, fueled by a growing sense of unease. Matthew's unexpected reaction had thrown him off balance, and he knew they had to act swiftly.With a deep breath, Smith reached for his phone, his fingers moving with urgency as he dialed Matthew's number. The silence that followed seemed interminable, punctuated only by the soft hum of the air conditioner.Finally, Matthew's voice crackled through the line. "Smith, what's up?"Smith's grip on the phone tightened. "Matthew, I need to talk to you." His voice was low, laced with a hint of apprehension.The pause on the other end was palpable. "What's going on, Smith?" Matthew's tone was cautious.Smith's eyes scanned the room, as if searching for hidden listeners. "Not over the phone. We need to meet. Now."The urgency in Smith's voice was unmistakable. He could feel Tyler's presence lurking in th
"Okay, what have you done wrong?" Judas asked, his tone gentle, inviting confession.Judas watched Matthew intently, noticing the struggle to find the words. Matthew's eyes darted around, as if searching for an escape route.Finally, Matthew's gaze met Judas', filled with a mix of guilt and determination. "I know I was wrong, but I was afraid of what Smith would do to me if I opted out," Matthew began.Judas' expression remained neutral, encouraging Matthew to continue."I was the one who met with him," Matthew said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I helped Smith sabotage Tyler's work."Judas' eyes widened, surprise feigned. "Sabotage? What kind?"Matthew took a deep breath. "We manipulated data, disrupted supply chains...I didn't realize how far Smith would take it."Judas' eyes widened in shock, his face pale. He knew the outcome of his own plot with Smith would cost Matthew dearly."Why?" Judas asked, his voice laced with disappointment and incredulity.Matthew's gaze dropped, s
Judas's gaze bore into Matthew's, filled with a deep-seated pity. He knew Matthew had unwittingly waded into treacherous waters, and the currents were about to sweep him away. The younger man's fate was all but sealed, entangled in Smith's web of deceit.Judas's voice was low and urgent, his words laced with a warning."Matthew, you don't have a choice but to withdraw from Smith's plan."Matthew's eyes widened, his face pale. His voice trembled."Withdraw? Do you think that would ever be possible with Smith?"His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of desperation.Judas's expression turned grim, his jaw clenched."You don't understand the depths of Smith's manipulation, Matthew. Once you're in, there's no escape. But you must try."Matthew's hands shook, his fingers intertwining in a nervous gesture."What makes you think I can get out? Smith has a hold on me, Judas. A hold that's tightening by the day."Judas's eyes burned with conviction."I've seen it before, Matthew. I kn
Tyler's expression turned grave as he ended the call with Judas. His mind began racing with possibilities."What could have happened between Matthew and Smith?" he wondered.He paced around his sleek, modern office, his eyes scanning the cityscape outside the window.Tyler's team, assembled in the adjacent conference room, noticed their leader's sudden unease."Judas called me," Tyler announced, striding into the room. "He told me Matthew confessed what he had with Smith."Sanya's eyes widened in astonishment, her brow arching upward. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper."Yes, I was still in shock, just as you are," Tyler replied, his expression reflective.Alex leaned forward, curiosity etched on his face. "What made him confess?" he asked.Tyler's gaze drifted, his mind replaying the conversation with Judas. "Hmmm, I'm yet to figure that out. It surprised you, and I'm surprised as well," he admitted.The room fell silent, the weight of Matthew's confession hanging
Judas approached Tyler with a sense of desperation, his footsteps quiet on the grassy clearing. The warm sunlight cast a golden glow, but Judas's face was etched with worry. Sanya and Alex had discreetly stepped aside, their figures fading into the nearby trees, giving Judas space to persuade Tyler.Tyler stood tall, his broad shoulders relaxed, eyes fixed on Judas. His expression changed from calm to curiosity as Judas drew near. "Tyler, I really need your help in a battle," Judas said, his voice laced with urgency.Tyler's eyebrows shot up, surprise etched on his face. "You need my help?" Tyler asked, his deep voice tinged with skepticism.“Yes, you are the best person to help us out in this situation,” Judas said, his eyes locked onto Tyler’s, filled with a mix of desperation and hope.Tyler’s brow furrowed. “Which situation?” he asked, his deep voice tinged with curiosity.Judas’s voice dropped to a whisper, his words laced with urgency. “Matthew had made a lot of mistakes by goin