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Chapter 379:
“Shut up, or I will fire you! You can forget about working at the Figueroa Group after returning to Hans p>
Stunned by Huntley’s brazen threat, Tobin Martin clamped his lips shut, swallowing his words.
Tasked by Damon to keep an eye on Huntley, Tobin found himself ill-equipped to manage Huntley’s volatile nature. Perhaps swayed by Wyatt’s counsel, Damon had confronted Huntley with a stern rebuke, forcing him to personally cover the forty-million-dollar loss. The money meant little to Huntley, but his grudge against Amelia for tricking him burned fiercely.
Thus, while Damon was preoccupied with negotiations elsewhere, Huntley turned his attention to Amelia. Learning that Ritchie’s team was Amelia’s new choice to replace Dustin’s team, Huntley didn’t hesitate to trail her to Ritchie’s studio.
Since the area was an apartment complex with few visitors, Ritchie didn’t set a password for his computer, and Huntley swiftly stole the data.
Back in the car, Huntley fixed Tobin with an icy glare. “Breathe a word of this to Damon, and you’ll regret it p>
“You have my word; I won’t say anything,” Tobin replied, his voice steady.
Satisfied, Huntley looked away, unaware that Tobin had used his phone earlier.
𝖰𝘂𝗮𝗅i𝘁𝘆 t𝘳а𝗻𝘀𝗅𝗮𝘁𝘪oո𝘴 𝗈𝘯 ѕ.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Back at the Davis Group, Amelia remained oblivious to Huntley’s scheme.
She had initially planned to launch the app in two weeks, but Ritchie’s team had already built a robust supporting application, allowing her to accelerate the timeline. After thorough discussions, Amelia settled on a launch date just one week away.
The swift resolution of the app issue lifted Amelia’s spirits, prompting her to invite Ritchie’s team to a celebratory dinner.
They were all young men in Ritchie’s team, brimming with energy, and they proposed going to a club after the meal, inviting Amelia.
Together, they ventured to the Nightlife Club.
Amelia booked a spacious private room, but Ritchie’s team, eager for the vibrant atmosphere, preferred the main hall. She didn’t object, only smiling as she declined their invitation to join them. “Go have fun; I’ll relax in the private room for a bit p>
Once alone, Amelia reached for her phone to text Wyatt. Just then, the door suddenly swung open, shattering the quiet.
Huntley staggered in, and Amelia’s expression darkened with disdain. “You’ve wandered into the wrong room,” she said sharply.
“No, I’m here for you,” Huntley slurred, lurching toward Amelia, his hand outstretched.
Amelia deftly sidestepped his grasp.
The sharp reek of alcohol clung to him, spurring Amelia toward the door. But Huntley, relentless, pursued her. “Amelia, stop right there p>
Amelia’s high heels slowed her escape, and Huntley closed the gap quickly.
Just as Amelia prepared to fend him off with a swift kick, a figure stepped between them.
Weldon, who had been heading to the restroom, hadn’t expected to stumble upon such a scene. Recalling his brother’s words before, he acted swiftly to block Huntley’s advance.
“Weldon, what are you doing here?” Huntley snapped. “This doesn’t concern you; stay out of it p>