NovelEnglishDeclan and Shelia made a hasty exit from the Nichols' residence. Juan descended from the second floor, his eyes scanning the room. Joe approached him and reported, "Sir, I didn't see Mr. Tracy here." A flicker of disappointment in Juan's eyes. He had hoped to finally unmask Tracy, but Tracy didn't even show up. "Though Tracy didn't show," Joe continued, "Michael did." As if on cue, Michael sauntered over.
"Mr. Nichols, a pleasure to meet you." too. Why didn't Mr. McKinney cto the event?" Michael chuckled, a sound like velvet. "Mr. McKinney couldn't make it, but I'm here. It's all the same, really." Juan raised an eyebrow, catching the undercurrent in Michael's words.
In the past, Michael had been nothing more than the McKinney Group's top actor, but not a power player. But now, he was implying something more.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Austin, could you enlighten me?" Michael's smile deepened, his eyes glinting with a mysterious light.
Tracy, the supposed power behind the McKinney Group, had been conspicuously absent for stime, appearing only briefly at a masquerade and vanishing just as quickly. Michael stated confidently, "Mr. Nichols, you wanted to see the real force behind the McKinney Group. Well, here I am, not as an actor." Joe grasped the implication and gasped.
If Michael was the mastermind behind the McKinney Group, Tracy's prolonged absence could be explained.
Just then, a horde of reporters burst into the room, their cameras flashing like a barrage of lightning.
Across the room, Debra swirled her wine glass, watching the spectacle with keen interest. She had tipped off the reporters, setting the stage for Michael's grand reveal.
By tomorrow, the world would believe that Michael was the true et power behind the McKinney Group, and Tracy would be relegated to the status of a mere myth.
Standing beside her, Oscar asked, "Is Michael really the president of the McKinney Group?" He had no idea that Tracy and Debra were the sperson.
"What do you think?" "I don't know." His intuition told him that someone else was in charge of the McKinney Group, but now everyone thought Michael was the real boss.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDebra patted his shoulder. "Don't worry about things you can't control. Whether, Michael is in charge or not, you're an artist with the McKinney Group now. That's what matters." Oscar nodded. Just then, Debra's phone chimed.
She stepped outside to take the call. "Erica, what's up?"
Erica's voice was tinged with annoyance. "Why didn't you tellabout your reconciliation with Juan? It's all over the news!"
It seemed the media had rushed to break the news, and now theom no headlines were all about the Nichols couple getting back together.
Debra sighed. "I'll explain when I get back. It's too chaotic here to talk. "Alright, Randy and I are coming to pick you up." "Okay." Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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