The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 401

"Right, about the rest of the Powells... let me know. We can send a security detail over if you need one."

"Just look after my brother Isaac."

Isabella's voice was flat, without a flicker of emotion.

Why should I care what happens to the rest of them?

Come to think of it, Adrian had struck gold—sitting safe behind bars where no one could touch him.

"Understood," Ethan nodded.

He already knew Isabella had bought out the core assets and controlling shares, bringing Powell Group under her thumb.

And Isaac was running the whole show on her behalf.

"Alright, we'll keep a guard on Isaac. Don't worry. We'll also keep a close watch over Powell Group.

"The military is backing your entire supply chain, so no one's gonna pull any funny business with your company right now."

Ethan gave her his word, putting any lingering doubts to rest.

Powell Group had just finished restructuring; taking a targeted hit right now would cripple them for good.

Because of that, the brass was more than ready to step in.

If anyone tried kicking them while they were down, the military would take the reins and steady the ship.

They had government contracts out the wazoo anyway, so throwing a few Powell Group's way was a no-brainer.

Besides, Isabella had earned every bit of it.

"Sounds good," Isabella murmured with a faint smile. "Thanks, Ethan."

Ethan tousled her hair with a grin. "Don't mention it."

She looks tough as nails on the outside, but she's so sweet inside—she's gonna get walked all over one day.

"If anyone talks trash about you over this, throws shade, freezes you out, or gives you grief, you tell me right away. My dad and I have your back."

Plenty of domestic outfits were tangled up in business with Ascent Dynamics.

This fallout was bound to hit half the elite families across the city right where it hurt.

They wouldn't dare say a word in public or openly cross Isabella, not with the military and high-ups breathing down their necks.

Behind closed doors, though, someone was sure to try something dirty.

So Ethan laid his cards right on the table.

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