Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1131

Florence nodded with a fierce determination. "It's just Ludwik and his assistant out here in Harmonia Country. If they die, the shareholders of Inko Group will have no choice but to believe my version of events. I'll say Ludwik was responsible for Ms. Tennyson's death. They'll definitely pressure the Harmonia Country embassy, and who knows? It might even reach the President's ear..."

Bryce gave her a sly, approving glance. "You're spot on, Florence. And I've been planning for this moment.

Remember when Phineas was attacked and left in a coma? Phineas is a key supporter of the President of Harmonia Country, but the President was out of the country on a diplomatic visit when it happened. The incident has been kept under wraps. However, the President returned home yesterday. Heh, get ready, because tomorrow I'm going to flood the news with stories about Ludwik attempting to assassinate Phineas. It’ll be easy to spin it that he killed the chairman out of some greedy ambition.

The President won't care how powerful the Lippert family is. For him, losing a supporter like Phineas is like losing an arm. We can leverage the President's influence to rip the Lippert family out, root and branch.

Ludwik won't have a chance to bounce back this time."

Florence listened to Bryce's relentless plotting, glancing at his twisted profile with a shiver. Bryce was practically a devil, daring enough to manipulate the President just to take down Ludwik.

But then again, Phineas is beyond help, and Parisa is dead. Two silent victims can't contradict the story. They can frame them however they want.

"The President will definitely be enraged over Phineas. When he applies pressure, the police won’t bother with evidence. Ludwik doesn't stand a chance."

Bryce shot her a satisfied look, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Tonight, let's leak the news that the world's richest woman, Ms. Tennyson, has disappeared and is presumed dead. Tomorrow, there'll be even more chaos for Ludwik to handle.

Parisa's private accounts alone hold over 900 billion, not to mention massive funds. Florence, we're going to be filthy rich. Head to the notary office tonight, and get those Swiss bank funds transferred. We've got enough cash to buy off officials in Emperor City, like Elodie Miller's father, Ronan Miller.

Less than an hour later, Parisa frantically contacted Bryce. "Mr. Lutz, we’ve got trouble. Just as your team reached the blind spot under Inko Group's surveillance, I saw a car take Erik away!"

"What?" Bryce’s expression turned icy. "Did you get a look at who it was?"

"There were no plates, they did it on purpose. No need to guess—this has to be Ludwik's doing. He’s trying to outmaneuver us. That Ludwik, it makes sense now. Earlier, he was purposely chatting with his secretary in front of the police station. He's trying to keep a witness alive. Erik's going to be a problem!"

"It has to be him," Bryce muttered. Unlike Florence’s panic, he seemed more irritated than alarmed. "Tell my team to pursue them, see if they can silence Erik!

But if not, don't worry. Strike first—get in contact with the main office in Germinia right now. You know the number, don't you?"