Betrayed, But Not Defeated novel Chapter 83

The signing ceremony began shortly after, and the details of the partnership between Ashcroft Group and Geller Cosmetics quickly became the talk of the town. Though the cosmetic products had yet to be produced, the collaboration, backed by Ashcroft Group's resources, ignited imaginations.

At the Keaton family's residence, William Keaton frowned deeply as he reviewed the detailed report in his hands.

"Cosmetics? Hmph! This is nothing more than a test," William muttered, his voice cold. "Get someone to buy up the samples, and have them sent for testing immediately."

"Yes, sir!" one of his subordinates quickly replied.

Once alone, William settled into a meditative pose, his gaze fixed on a statue in front of him. His eyes, dark with malice, seemed to burn with hatred.

"Soon, I'll break through to Grandmaster. And then, Daniel, your end will come!"

The door to his chamber swung shut of its own accord, the air thickening as red mist swirled from the statue, slowly being absorbed into William's body.

Elsewhere, people were reacting the same way William had. Although the cosmetics hadn't been released yet, they had already drawn plenty of attention.

This was exactly the kind of response Daniel had hoped for.

Meanwhile, Conor clearly had one too many drinks as he grinned foolishly at Daniel.

"Mr. Fuentes, you really should cut back on the drinking. Your health is important," Daniel said with a sigh.

Conor waved him off. "Today, I'm truly happy! Mr. Ashcroft, with you back in Ashcroft Group, it's like everything's finally right again! I'm overjoyed!"

As he spoke, Conor's eyes began to well up with tears.

Cody had once been full of ambition and life. Who could have predicted the sudden disaster that wiped out all his former glory?

Seeing the raw emotion in Conor's eyes, Daniel sighed. "It won't happen again."

The swordsman, Silas Thorn, sneered. "For that line alone, I should take your life!"

As the words left his mouth, the sword in his arms flashed. A streak of light cut through the air, and in the blink of an eye, Silas was standing right in front of Daniel.

Daniel raised his hand casually, his fingers clamping around the sword's blade. "Nice design. Too bad about the outfit."

With a sudden flick of a finger, Daniel pressed his finger against the long sword before Silas could react.

The sword emitted a buzzing sound before snapping into two.

Silas' eyes widened. Without a second thought, he prepared to flee.

But just then, Charlene's startled cry rang out behind Daniel.