Chapter 1374

Chapter 1374 Taking Decisive Action

"But if we stop now, we'll be throwing away everything we've accomplished," Ryan protested. It was clear he didn't

want to give up on this opportunity. After all, such chances were rare, and who knew when the next one would

come along.

"No, I'm ordering you right now. Halt all actions. If you don't comply, I'll stop cooperating with you in the future.

Think it over." Kendrick's voice was firm as he spoke, interrupting Ryan's attempt to convince him further. With that,

Kendrick hung up the phone.

Kendrick stared at his computer screen, feeling a mix of annoyance and confusion. It seemed like both Benjamin

and Colton had become aware of his existence and had unearthed his past identity. Although he had concealed his

identity as the sole heir of the Hofstead Family when he gained power, he had made numerous enemies over the

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years in the business world, making retaliation inevitable.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, he had hoped that his and Ryan's actions had been subtle enough to go

unnoticed. Unfortunately, it seemed that they were exposed after all.

With a loud thud, a vase was forcefully smashed onto the ground, shattering into pieces. Kendrick's frustration was

evident.

Meanwhile, Ryan glared at his phone, seething with anger after Kendrick abruptly ended the call. Who does

Kendrick think he is to just order me to stop? Why should he disregard all the efforts I've put in? If that is how things

are, then Kendrick should prepare for what I'm about to do next.

Ryan's stony gaze was fixated on a photograph of a person he had grown to hate over his lifetime. In the photo

stood White Nicholson.

"Take action. Spare no effort in destroying the Gardner Family." Ryan picked up his phone and dialed a number he

had been frequently contacting lately. His voice was icy as he gave his orders.

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Ryan had recently learned the man's name: Kendrick, the only heir of the Hofstead Family. Ryan knew Kendrick

wasn't always privy to local affairs. Many things were brought to his attention only after they had occurred. As long

as Ryan executed his plan discreetly enough to avoid Kendrick's associates, he could gradually eliminate the

Gardner Family without Kendrick catching on. Soon, the Gardner Family would be his, and dealing with Kendrick

abroad would be a breeze. After all, Ryan now held a trump card over Kendrick.

A faint smile curled Ryan's lips. Now, he needed to meet with someone else.

Evelyn was alone at home, feeling dejected. Colton had already been out of the country for over half a month, yet

she still had no news about him. She was his wife, so why was she kept in the dark about his whereabouts?

It was unacceptable.

"Madam, please have some food." A maid approached with a plate of reheated dishes.



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She had watched Evelyn struggle day by day, and at first, she had guessed that Evelyn's status was low, but she

didn't realize how low it really was. Evelyn didn't even have the right to know her husband's schedule.

Although the maid knew some things about Colton, she was, after all, still loyal to the Gardner Family. She knew her

priorities.

Thus, she could only watch Evelyn suffer silently.

"I'm not hungry; take them away!" Evelyn's eyes flashed with anger as she glanced at the food. Her frustration

surged, and she angrily pushed over the plates in the maid's hands, shattering them with a collective loud crash.

The maid was frightened by the scene and quickly cleaned up the mess before leaving.

If things continued like this, she could very well get hurt. She might even be fired. She didn't want to lose her job—it

was such an excellent opportunity.

"Madam, someone's here to see you. He goes by Mr. Yael," another maid informed Evelyn in a friendly tone, having

observed her companion's teary exit. She didn't understand why the other maid was crying.

For this maid, it was just a job. There was no need to sympathize with these people on a personal level. Everything

was just a means to make money.