Chapter 1232
Phelps looked like he had just swallowed a lemon.
His plan had been perfect.
An anonymous tip, a highly publicized raid, and a massive scene right outside Serena’s door.
Regardless of what they found, the very act of the search would plant a seed of doubt.
No matter how brilliantly she performed later, everyone would whisper that she was coasting on neural-stimulants.
He had accounted for everything.
Except for one glaring anomaly.
Frederick Moore, the supreme head of Severia’s top conglomerate, was defending Serena so fiercely he was willing to go to war over it.
Seeing Phelps pale and unresponsive, Voss had no choice but to step forward and lower his voice, speaking directly to Moore. “Chairman Moore, is there really a need to make this so difficult p>
“Just do us a favor. Let us run the protocol and do a quick sweep so I can give my superiors an answer p>
“The Prescott family will owe you a favor, and the Organizing Committee will be in your debt p>
“Besides Voss lowered his voice even further, attempting to sow discord. “Serena Lancaster is an Elyndorian. As a proud Severian, shouldn’t you be standing with your own country in a moment like this p>
Hearing that, Moore went dead silent for a second before bursting into laughter.
It was a laugh dripping with pure mockery.
He looked up, his gaze sweeping coldly over Voss before settling on Phelps. “Stand with Severia? You think you people are worthy of my allegiance p>
He took a step back.
In front of the Elyndorian team, the tournament security, and Phelps himself, Moore delivered a declaration that shattered the silence I’m telling you this right now in Severia, and on Skyline: territory, Miss Serena’s word is the only law that matters p>
Moore glanced at the closed doors of the penthouse, his tone shifting into one of absolute reverence. “I answer to Miss Serena, and her alone p>
Phelps and Voss stood there, completely dumbfounded.
Their brains couldn’t process what they were hearing.
Who was Frederick Moore?
He was the man at the absolute pinnacle of Severian society. The master of the Skyline Group. If he sneezed, the entire Severian economy caught a cold.
Why on earth was a billionaire of his caliber completely submissive to some young Elyndorian girl p>
Phelps could no longer suppress his burning jealousy and rage. “Chairman Moore, have you lost your mind? Do you even hear yourself p>
“You’re a Severian! And you’re openly defying the Organizing Committee for an Elyndorian brat? You’re embarrassing the entire country p>
His face turned a venomous purple
as he hissed a threat. “If you try to
stop this search, I’ll go straight to the global media! I’ll tell them. Sk
kyline
Hotel is actively obstructing an
official tournament investigation p>
“The whole country will know that you’re a traitor, bending over backward for Elyndor p>
He spoke with fierce conviction, convinced he had just played a trump card.
Moore’s expression didn’t change. He didn’t even blink. He just let out a cold, empty smile. “Perfect p>
“I’d love to have a little chat with the
global media about the legal
consequences of fabricating
evidence and maliciously framing an international competitor p>