Shadow Slave novel Chapter 2483

Chapter 2483: Internal Strife

Sunny studied the luxurious interior of Mordret’s opulent PTV, feeling a little... no, he was definitely not envious. Not at all!

’Whatever. There’s no mobile command center or essence converter here... bah! There’s no bed, even. What a peasant.’

He cleared his throat and opened a notebook.

"So, Mr. Mordret, would you tell us what happened?"

Mordret checked his seat belt, then leaned back and sighed.

An opaque screen rose at a press of a button, separating the passenger compartment from the driver’s cabin.

"Well... there is not much to tell, really. That truck suddenly turned, brushed against the escort vehicle, then crashed into my car and continued pushing until we both went through the railing and fell into the river. By the time I came around, water was already streaming inside, and my driver was unconscious. So, I grabbed him and swam to shore."

Sunny pretended to note something with his pen.

"And then what happened?"

Mordret shrugged.

"Then? Nothing, I guess? My security arrived first, then the ambulances. I was taken to the hospital, and here we are."

Sunny and Effie glanced at each other.

He lingered for a moment, then asked in a neutral tone:

"The last time we spoke, you mentioned that your blood could have been planted on the crime scene, and that there are many people who would wish you ill. The next day, there was an attempt on your life. Do things like that happen to you often, Mr. Mordret?"

Mordret shook his head.

"No... this is the first time, actually."

Sunny studied him for a moment.

"Did you not say that your sister tried to harm you?"

Mordret’s expression darkened.

"That was an entirely different issue. Morgan was just... confused. She was not herself."

’Not herself...’

Sunny frowned.

"I see. Well, in any case, you indicated that someone inside the Valor Group might be behind the attempt on your life. Do you have anyone particular in mind?"

Mordret shook his head again.

"Not really."

’That’s not helpful at all.’

Effie, who had been enthralled by the snacks in the lavishly stocked bar of the PTV, finally joined the conversation — leaning forward a little, she asked with a smile:

"Let us put it that way — who would benefit the most if you were removed from your position? Who would gain the most?"

Mordret remained silent for a few moments before saying in a hesitant tone:

"I guess... it would be the chairman of the board? He and I clash often regarding various issues. His vision of what the Valor Group is supposed to be is different from mine. And unless my father decides to come back from retirement, he would be the logical choice for the next CEO in case I vanish one day."

Noticing a sharp glint in their eyes, Mordret laughed and raised his hands.

"Oh, but please don’t misunderstand. It could not have been him. The chairman... he’s my uncle, you see. I know what is being said about us conglomerate families, but we are not like that at all. He would never do anything to hurt me."

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