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Love Beyond the Mask novel Chapter 1036

Florence suddenly felt a jolt of adrenaline, swiftly silencing her phone. A stealthy glimmer passed through the corner of her eye.

She hopped out of bed, supporting her waist as she walked into the bathroom, firmly shutting the European-style glass door behind her before answering the call.

With Germinia and Harmonia Country separated by a nine-hour time difference, it was deep into the night back home.

Only Bryce would contact her in such urgency.

Hiding in a corner, she picked up the call with a hint of impatience, "Hello, Mr. Lutz, why did it take you so long to get in touch? Is Phineas dead or not…”

“Ms. Sheldon, I'm Mr. Lutz's trusted secretary. Mr. Lutz is currently unable to speak with you…

He instructed me to deliver some good news to you. Phineas will never wake up again; he's become a vegetable!”

Florence's doe eyes widened for a few seconds. Her heart pounded fiercely, and a cruel smile formed on her lips, "That's fantastic! It's a pity he's still breathing, though. Feels like a loose end."

“Mr. Lutz wants you to worry not. You know, a vegetable is as good as a dead man. Pull the plug on the respirator, and there's no difference.”

“That's true. This truly puts my mind at ease. Ludwik won't be able to ask him anything now!”

Excited, Florence quickly changed the subject, “You mentioned Mr. Lutz is indisposed; nothing serious, I hope!”

“A minor issue… Following Phineas' incident, his nephew Parker threw a fit. Blaming Mr. Lutz for hiring a hitman without any evidence, he's determined to lock Mr. Lutz up.

But Mr. Lutz is too clever for them. They've found no proof of his presence at the scene.

Mr. Lutz will be out in three days.

He asked me to remind Ms. Sheldon to quickly handle the task he assigned! Now, with no one steering Inko Group, if you can swiftly win over Parisa, praising Mr. Lutz's capabilities, and get her to delegate the domestic branch affairs to Mr. Lutz, he'll gain actual control.

It's a takeover in the guise of stewardship.

Mr. Lutz said, this is also for your shared cause of revenge. Taking over Inko Group and amassing wealth is crucial!”

Florence clenched her lips, her eyes glinting with greed.

She glanced at the luxurious manor around her, reminiscent of a Eurovorian castle, where she had been living in utmost comfort these past few days.

Parisa had finally softened, bringing her back to the manor after her tearful plea.

This lifestyle was a hundred times more luxurious than anything the Sheldon family could offer back home, an elegance and opulence unknown to her domestic life.

Yet, Parisa hadn't hinted at involving her in the main group's plans.

Perhaps, it was better to join forces with Bryce and seize the wealth of Inko Group domestically, for practicality.

With plans forming in her mind, Florence agreed, “As long as Phineas is out of the picture and Inko Group lacks a leader, I'm sure to bridge that gap. Parisa dotes on me; she wouldn't refuse my request for a mere domestic branch.

This will be easy to accomplish.

Tell Mr. Lutz to expect good news from me!

However, I mustn't be too obvious. If Parisa suspects anything and decides to investigate domestically, she could hire an international detective, which would complicate matters…”

“Ms. Sheldon, rest assured. Mr. Lutz, with his foresight, has already considered that Parisa might conduct her own investigation into domestic matters. We just need to manipulate the local media, erasing any problematic news.”

“Bryce is indeed cunning,” Florence muttered under her breath.

It was simple, like her trying to investigate someone in Germinia from Harmonia Country.

Hiring a detective across borders was challenging, and verifying the authenticity of the information even more so.

Bryce had covered all bases, easing Florence's worries about Parisa conducting her own investigation.

After ending the call, Florence felt a surge of triumph. Phineas was finally out of the picture, eliminating any lingering threats.

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