Chapter 973

The Trevells could only speculate about the true extent of the Lycan family's wealth. What they did know for sure was that the Lycans were a formidable force not to be underestimated.

But no matter how powerful the Lycans were, they were still businessmen. Their rise to prominence was deeply tied to the support they'd received from Tarthy City.

Previous city administrations had maintained a good relationship with the Lycans, and the Lycan-owned Sandalwood Group provided hundreds of thousands of jobs for the local community.

Now, with Gerard poised to take control of the city, everything was about to change. Under his leadership, the Sandalwood Group's future would be precarious at best.

For the Trevells, this was a rare opportunity-one they intended to seize. If they played their cards right, they could push the Lycans into ruin and finally settle the revenge of being overshadowed for years. Peter was especially determined to see Jack suffer a miserable life worse than death.

Meanwhile, Peter lounged in the top-floor suite of Trevell headquarters, sipping fine wine as a young starlet, Catherine Ledger, gave him a massage. Gradually, her hands began to roam, clearly seeking something more intimate.

Peter owned Starlight Entertainment, a prestigious agency responsible for launching countless chart-topping singers and film stars.

Over the years, Peter had been intimately involved with nearly every talent in the company. However, this indulgent lifestyle was starting to cause problems for him. His health was beginning to decline, especially in certain personal areas where he was now noticeably losing strength.

Peter was growing increasingly anxious but dared not let anyone know. He sought medical help quietly, afraid that if his condition became public, he might even lose his inheritance. After all, he had a brother, Allen Trevell, waiting in the wings.

To cover up his weakness, Peter often surrounded himself with young starlets, creating the illusion that he was still as virile as ever.

Just then, Catherine paused her massage and leaned close to Peter's ear, whispering, "Would you like... someone to serve you?"

To her surprise, Peter showed no reaction. His body tensed slightly as he said sternly, "Don't move around. Just give me a massage. That's enough."

Catherine stiffened at his words and quickly withdrew her hands. She secretly wondered if Peter might be impotent.

Just then, a knock came at the door. "Mr. Trevell, a distinguished guest is here to see you."

Peter was reclining with his eyes half-closed, enjoying the massage. "Who is it? I'm not available to meet anyone," he yelled.

Before he could finish, the door was abruptly pushed open. A stunning woman walked in.

Her eyes narrowed with contempt

as she took in the sight of Peter with the young starlet draped over him.

However, instead of leaving, she

sneered.

"Peter Trevell, you're always chasing after a new woman, aren't you?"

Peter glanced at Wilhelmina, who

had just barged in. Then, he smirked and asked, "Wilhelmina from the Dodger family. You and the Lycans are practically in cahoots. What brings you here?"

Wilhelmina crossed her arms and fixed Peter with a steely gaze." have a grudge against Jack that runs deep. Do you want him taken out? I can help you with that."

Peter's face twisted into a mocking sneer. "Do you think it's funny to fool me?"