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Chapter 323:

Jed’s entire body shook in fear at Wyatt’s words.

Whenever Wyatt visited the Davis Group, he carried himself with the polished air of a gentleman, causing Jed to overlook the dark rumors surrounding him in Kretol.

But the sharp pain of his severed finger snapped him back to reality, making him remember the ruthless reputation Wyatt held.

“Jed, are you still refusing to talk?” Amelia’s voice cut through the tension.

𝗤𝗎𝘢𝗹𝗂𝘁y 𝗍ra𝗇𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘁𝗂𝗼𝗇ѕ o𝘯

When Jed hesitated, Wyatt’s glance signaled the bodyguard, who brandished a blade, making Jed quiver in terror.

The blade’s cold gleam prompted Jed to cry out, “I’ll talk! I’ll talk p>

Wyatt raised a hand, and the bodyguard stepped back.

Pale and trembling, Jed looked at Amelia. “It was Mr. Flynn who told me to swap out those chips p>

The room’s atmosphere shifted at his admission. Amelia, her voice edged with urgency, asked, “When did Ricky reach out to you? Where did you meet? Where is he now p>

It had been over two weeks since Ricky’s plunge into the sea. Despite Hiram and the police’s relentless search, there had been no trace of him. Amelia had even begun to wonder if he had drowned.

But now, it turned out Ricky had survived.

Ricky had shown up at Jed’s doorstep one evening a week ago and left soon after a quick conversation.

Jed said, “Mr. Flynn brought me into the company originally. He valued my skills, and when he asked for my help, I couldn’t say no, so I p>

His words were cut short by a flash of steel and a fresh wave of pain in his hand.

“If you want to keep the rest of your fingers, stop lying,” Wyatt warned, his tone icy.

He had seen through Jed’s lie easily.

Having lost two fingers, Jed finally confessed honestly.

Ricky had indeed recruited Jed to the Davis Group. When Ricky reached out to him, Jed had considered alerting the authorities, but Ricky had dangled evidence of Jed’s past shady dealings and a million-dollar bribe.

Coerced and tempted, Jed covertly swapped the chips under Ricky’s instructions.

“Mrs. Stewart, I had no choice. Please, give me a chance. I’ll work hard for the company from now on, I swear…” Jed pleaded.

“Rocco, call the police,” Amelia ordered without hesitation.

In a secluded suburban house.

Colton scrolled through news on his phone, a satisfied glint in his eyes. “Mr. Flynn, you’ve outdone yourself,” he said.

Unable to confront Wyatt head-on, Colton had opted to strike at the person Wyatt cared about the most.

In response to Colton’s praise, Ricky said in a meaningful tone, “Mr. Mills, I’ve kept my word. When will you fulfill your promise to me p>

“It’s a complicated matter. I’ll need some time to sort it out,” Colton replied, his voice measured.

“Three days. I’ll give you only three days, or p>

Colton’s smile vanished, his eyes narrowing. “Is that a threat, Mr. Flynn?” he interjected.

Ricky smirked faintly. “Just a friendly reminder, Mr. Mills. You should know a man with nothing left to lose has no fear. You’re young, full of potential; you don’t want to end up like me p>

With that, he turned and headed back to his room. Colton’s gaze turned cold, a glint of malice flashing as he watched him leave.

Noticing Colton’s expression, Hank leaned in, his voice hushed. “Should we get rid of him, Mr. Mills p>

Colton shook his head slightly. “Not yet. He is still useful for now p>