Chapter 138
Merrick Hale was never one to back down.
He wasn't being merciful—he simply wanted to regain control of the company before slowly dealing with Finn Carter and his crew.
His more sinister move was directing the conflict toward the Liu family.
This ensured the Voss Family wouldn't stand idly by.
The rise of the Liu family had always been a threat to the Voss Family, compounded by years of bitter rivalry.
His decision to approach Xander Voss was a calculated one.
Though the Voss Family looked down on someone like Merrick Hale, the enemy of their enemy was an ally.
That was why Xander Voss agreed to mediate.
But who knew Eira Sutton wouldn’t play along?
How dare a small firm like Blueprint Investments act so arrogantly?
Xander Voss’s expression darkened.
Eira Sutton was enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
She cradled her coffee cup, lazily leaning against the window.
Outside, people hurried past, each lost in their own world.
It reminded her of an old saying:
"All the hustle and bustle under heaven is for profit; all the coming and going is for gain."
She had fled an arranged marriage to this city, only to meet Finn Carter by chance.
The memory of his flustered reaction when he first saw her made her lips curve unconsciously.
Who would’ve thought he’d achieve so much in just half a year?
She glanced at her watch. Today, she wanted no responsibilities.
Just quiet observation of the streets, savoring this rare peace.
Later, she’d share lunch and an embrace with the one she loved.
Life was beautiful.
A sudden commotion erupted at the café entrance.
Xander Voss strode in, clad in a tailored suit, his wristwatch glinting under the sunlight.
His arrival drew awed whispers.
"It’s Young Master Voss!"
"So handsome!"
The waitresses blushed.
The Voss Family was one of Jiangzhou’s elite, with billions in assets.
As the heir, Xander Voss was an untouchable figure.
His fiancée was the daughter of a Zhonghai power broker.
Yet when he entered the café, his gaze froze.
The silhouette by the window stole his breath.
Eira Sutton tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her profile breathtaking in the sunlight.
Xander Voss felt as if struck by lightning.
He’d met countless socialites, but none compared to this vision.
"Young Master Voss, that’s Eira Sutton, CEO of Blueprint Investments," his assistant whispered.
Xander Voss straightened his tie and approached.
Ahem.
Eira Sutton didn’t turn.
"Ms. Su, what a pleasant surprise," Xander Voss said, forcing composure.
Two bodyguards behind him watched intently, ready to act.
Eira Sutton gave him a cool glance. "And you are?"
"Xander Voss of Voss Enterprises." He extended a hand.
She ignored it. "So you’re the one who called the front desk?"
He withdrew his hand awkwardly. "About Merrick Hale… Have you reconsidered reconciliation?"
"If the Voss Family were majority shareholders, would you surrender control?" she countered.
"But he founded the company—"
"Is that what you learned abroad?" Eira Sutton smirked. "Survival of the fittest is business 101."
Xander Voss faltered. "Fine. The Voss Family will step back. But be warned—Merrick Hale plays dirty."
"Noted." She lifted her coffee cup.
"Perhaps I could take you to lunch?"
His assistant nearly choked.
What happened to mediation?
"Sorry. I have plans." Her tone was icy.
"Another time, then." He bowed gracefully and left.
Back in his car, he murmured, "I’m in love."
His assistant gaped. "You’re engaged!"
"I’ve never seen a woman so captivating," Xander Voss mused. "Tell Merrick Hale the Voss Family now supports Blueprint Investments."
The assistant stared.
Inside the café, Eira Sutton’s phone rang.
"Look outside," Finn Carter’s voice said.
She turned to see him leaning against a car, waving.
Her smile bloomed as she grabbed her purse and hurried down.
The moment she slid into the car, she threw herself into his arms, startling Magnus Carter into nearly hitting the wrong pedal.
"Hey! Some of us are single here!"
Eira Sutton straightened. "Let’s go home."
Finn Carter grinned.
"Boss, we’ve got tails," Magnus Carter warned.
"Change of plans—head to Vientiane International," Finn Carter ordered.
Eira Sutton glanced back. "What’s happening?"
"Don’t worry. They’ll regret following us." He squeezed her hand. "If they make a move, they won’t leave alive."