Chapter 1072

Ever since Winona's incident, Gerard's public approval had hovered around 62 percent. But after this latest scandal, it plummeted to just 25 percent. It was a total disaster.

When the staff reported the poll results, Gerard was on the brink of a meltdown. He immediately ordered an all-out crisis PR campaign and demanded that every available resource be mobilized to uncover the mastermind behind it all. Gerard swore to destroy them.

Led by Patrick, the group consisting of Devin, Jett, and the others gathered to discuss their next move. Winona and Yolanda were present as well. The atmosphere was stifling.

Jett, with a cigarette in hand, snapped, "Why did this happen? Can someone please tell me what the hell is happening?"

They had all believed that joining Patrick's camp meant guaranteed victory—that they'd sit back and reap the rewards. No one had expected to end up on the brink of defeat at the hands of Gerard's rivals, like Elias.

No one had an answer. But it was clear that Patrick, Devin, and the others were all barely holding back their rage.

Devin threw his cigarette to the ground and growled, "It has to be that bastard, Jack. One way or another, he's dead."

Patrick gave a curt nod. "Head over to Austin. Find someone reliable. Make sure that bastard disappears."

Devin gave a menacing glare and replied, "I'll take care of it right away."

With that, Devin and Jett got into action. They cruised through the city in a sleek Bentley, scanning for the right fighter. They didn't dare recruit anyone in Tarthy City as it was too dangerous. So, they made the drive to Austin instead.

In a rundown corner of the city's industrial market, groups of migrant workers slouched in the shade, worn out and restless. Their attention turned to the Bentley as it pulled in.

A car like that might as well have been from another world. Most couldn't even afford one of its tires.

As Devin and Jett stepped out, several bodyguards in black quickly formed a protective ring around them, eyes scanning the area with precision.

News had spread that Caspian and the powerful financiers from Boppington were now backing Elias and the rest. Moreover Caspian Had immense influence across the Calisota region.

Thus, they had to be cautious and avoid any missteps. After all, Jack's current power and influence were frightening.

A few workers took notice of Devin's

tailored suit and the way he carried himself with poise and elegance. Sensing he was a wealthy businessman, they drifted closer hope flickering in their eyes, eager for any kind of work he might offer.

One quick-thinking worker stepped forward and asked, "Sir, are you looking for

help? We're strong and can do anything you need."

Devin didn't respond. He simply raised his chin, his expression cold and dismissive.

The quick-witted worker smiled and hurriedly began polishing Devin's shoes.

Devin frowned and asked coldly, "Are you looking for work?"

"Yes, of course!" The workers nodded eagerly.

Devin pulled out a cigar, took a leisurely puff, and smiled. "I need strong men with guts. If you get hired, the pay..."

He casually reached into a bodyguard's bag and pulled out a thick stack of cash before continuing, "Well, you can have as much as you want."

"Wow. That's a lot of money." The workers' eyes glittered with greed as they stared at the bills in Devin's hand.

The quick-witted worker asked, "Sir, with that kind of money, the job must be tough, right?"

"Clever." Devin nodded as his gaze hardened. "Gatch the person I want. If you do not only will you get this money, but. He pulled out another

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wad of cash from the bag and ther

continued, "Everything here will be yours."