Chapter 302

Aspen rose gracefully. "Well then, Christie and I shall take our leave. My early congratulations on your inevitable dominance of Jayrodale's underworld—this will provide an even stronger foundation for our partnership."

Atlas was supremely pleased. "Ms. Stevens, your foresight is exceptional. You clearly understand my imminent control of Jayrodale's underworld. Soon, you will witness the golden age of our Northern District."

At that moment, one of Atlas's top lieutenants entered, his expression troubled. He signaled urgently for Atlas's attention. Atlas remained composed. "Ladies, please excuse me."

"Farewell, Mr. Giordano," Aspen replied with a polite smile.

Leaving the Northern District, Christina turned to Aspen. "Aspen, investing $150 million like that makes me nervous."

Aspen exuded absolute confidence. "Christie, we're high-level players making big moves. Remember, in business, timidity is fatal. Representing our family's expansion in Jayrodale and strengthening your branch demands bold actions that showcase the Stevens family's power."

Aspen clenched her fist triumphantly, a smirk playing on her lips. "Besides, you saw his reaction when I stroked his ego. His self-importance caused him to reveal all his cards regarding the Northern District's ambitions and power to dominate Jayrodale's underworld."

She continued, "Consider the market potential and profits if Atlas truly becomes king. That's why I invested so heavily—I'm playing the long game. Atlas's success will be our success. It's a shame so few in Jayrodale's business world possess the foresight to see this opportunity."

Her tone dripped with derision.

Christina nodded thoughtfully. "You're right. There have been widespread rumors of Atlas's growing dominance."

"I'll prove to that witless widow Natasha just how foolish she was to reject me for some gold-digger," Aspen spat bitterly. Natasha's rejection still stung. A proud heiress, Aspen never tolerated disrespect.

Meanwhile, in Atlas's office, he lounged with his feet on the desk. "What's so urgent? You look stressed," he asked casually.

Chapter 302

Securing a $150 million deal with the Stevens family was another victory for the Northern District. Eliminating South City and West End would only improve things further.

Atlas's man remained grimly silent, slapping a stack of photographs onto Atlas's desk.

"What's this?" Atlas asked, examining the photos. His face turned crimson with rage.

"How dare that perverted bastard touch my woman! Finley has a death wish!" Atlas roared.