Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 163

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Chapter 163

“I heard you’re now leading Knowles Corporation, CEO Pierce,” Rivas turner to Ashton with a measured smile.

“Yes, CEO Rivas,” he replied evenly.

“Knowles Corporation is under my command now. I’ve renamed it Greene Corporation.”

The name rolled off his tongue with quiet authority.

“Well,” Rivas chuckled approvingly, “that’s a remarkable move. If that’s the case, perhaps we can resume our collaboration? It’s been far too long.”

“Of course,” Ashton replied with a faint smirk.

“Greene Corporation is ready for partnerships. And I can assure you–clean business dealings this time.”

The emphasis was subtle. But those who understood the history of Knowles Corporation caught it instantly.

“Do we have the go signal for future collaborations, CEO Pierce?” a businessman called out, unable to mask his anticipation.

The question carried weight. Around him, several others leaned in subtly, waiting.

Ashton adjusted his cufflinks with unhurried precision before answering–a small gesture that only amplified the authority in his silence.

“Yes,” he said at last, his voice steady and absolute. “Any business in Bay City may now conduct transactions with Greene Corporation.”

A wave of murmurs surged through the hall–this time not of gossip, but of opportunity. Phones discreetly emerged. Assistants stepped aside to send quick messages. Calculations were already being made behind composed expressions.

In one sentence, Ashton had reopened doors that had been firmly shut for years.

Greene Corporation was no longer a fallen entity clawing its way back to relevance.

With Ashton Pierce at its helm–It was once again a power worth aligning with.

Several prominent businessmen nearby exchanged knowing looks.

“That’s excellent news, CEO Pierce,” one exclaimed.

“We’ve all been anticipating renewed ties once the internal issues were resolved.”

“I’ll prepare a proposal immediately,” another chimed in eagerly.

“We’ve been waiting years to work with Greene Corporation again.”

The shift in atmosphere was palpable

Cassie watched quietly from across the bal

She had known Ashton was involved in the gradual colapse of

guiding events from behind closed doors. But she had to

Tonight, it became obvious

Influence did not need to be loud Power did not need to tregues

The moment Ashton took command alliances realigned home

resurfaced Doors reopened

Not because they loved Knowles But because Astron Perse Tre

“So… may I assume a bright and flourishing future for Greene Comp

The familiar voice cut smoothly into the circle.

Zandrie Wallace approached with effortless confidence Cassie’s Tasting in the Together, they moved like a power statement TESSUTED composed

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And in an instant–Ashton’s eyes shifted They found Cassie and impered & sess accidental.

“Of course, CEO Wallace,” Ashton replied, his tone even

“Greene Corporation will reclaim its former glory”

His gaze met Zandrie’s in firm acknowledgment–But not before This eyes firees or to Casse

“Glad to hear that, CEO Pierce,” Zandrie said with an easy STILE

“My wife will be immensely pleased. Greene Corporation froids semimema ave forte former a mother.”

He turned to Cassie, the fondness in his expression naturally cam

CEO Rivas narrowed his eyes thoughtfully as he studied her features.

“I thought it was merely rumor,” he murmured

“Former CEO Red Knowles‘ daughter married to the renowned salvaged Knowles Corporation.”

The revelation rippled outward. Recognition dawned across multiple faces

“Well,” Zandrie shrugged lightly, his arm tightening around her

anything for his woman.”

“Cassidy Knowles, someone from the crowd sac just love

“The adopted daughter of Red Knowles.”

A ripple of whispers followed.

“No,” another voice corrected, sharper.

“She wasn’t adopted. She’s Red Knowles‘ daughter… from a maid.”

The clarification spread faster than the original claim.

“The maid’s daughter?” Tanya muttered under her breath, turning slightly toward Maricris with a poorly concealed snicker.

The words were soft–almost delicate.

But they cut. Sharp and precise that meant to wound.

Cassie stiffened.

Not visibly enough to draw open scrutiny, but enough that the air around her seemed to tighten. Her fingers curled slightly against Zandrie’s sleeve.

Across from her, Ashton’s expression changed. His jaw hardened almost imperceptibly.

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