Chapter 2092
'There were many people before her who wanted the inheritance too. It would be almost impossible for her to wait until it was her turn. Who was next in life after me?'
"She can't but there could be someone who is willing to let her have it.1 An icy glint flashed in Nicole's eyes. "James is not an easy person to deal with."
Nicole was unfamiliar with James, but after the fiasco that had occurred earlier today, Nicole was certain that James was brilliant in scheming.
'People from the less influential families are not favored by our family as they have no status nor power, but it's a certainty that James harbors lofty ambitions. It's just that he is much better at hiding it,' Nicole thought.
"I really underestimated that fella." Steve scoffed, having been swayed by Nicole's words.
'Now, with Raine's brilliant mind and abilities, how could she possibly join the working team in the company and expect to inherit the Riddle Corporation? She's known to be reluctant and powerless. However, with James' involvement, this has become a serious problem,' Steve pondered.
"For the time being, we can't make any glaring moves, or we'll have to deal with them a little more often than we want to."
'No matter how thoughtful and scheming they are, they have nothing to do with us as long as they don't step into the headquarters.'
"Okay. I'll assign some of my folks to get some intel."
'The idea is that everything will be fine as long as Raine and James stay in the other branch office without stepping foot into HQ,' Steve thought.
Nicole nodded in agreement.
"Okay then, I'll get going." Steve turned around and walked off.
Nicole leaned back against her seat as contempt flashed across her eyes. 'Dillon's company is already filled with so many problems. They're barely surviving and now, even with Raine in the team, I don't think that she'll have the skills to improve the situation of their branch,’ Nicole thought, before getting back to work.
Soon it was lunch time, Nicole was still deciding on what to have for lunch before her phone rang, derailing her train of thought.
It was a call from Lawrence.
"Leo."
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