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Chapter 976

Chapter: 976

In the blink of an eye, the reason behind his father’s summons became crystal clear to Blayze.

An hour later, Blayze found himself boarding a plane bound for Violetholt.

Two hours passed and the aircraft touched down at Violetholt’s airport, where a waiting driver stoodready. Stepping off the plane, Blayze started his journey to his residence.

The Fowler family mansion, while not ancient, was a quaint townhouse nestled at the heart ofVioletholt. The property market here was anything but forgiving.

The vehicle eased into the courtyard, and Blayze alighted, striding purposefully into the living area.novelbin

Nicol Fowler was engrossed in constructing a tower of toy building blocks on the carpet. His demeanorshifted to one of apprehension as he spotted Blayze’s return. He hastily stood, blurting out, “Blayze.”

Nicol had come into the world when Blayze’s father was already fifty, rendering him considerablyyounger than Blayze. Their interaction had been Limited and they were, in essence, half-siblings. Nicolharbored a palpable unease in Blayze’s presence.

“Well,” Blayze replied as he removed his overcoat, hanging it meticulously on the rack before slippinginto comfortable slippers.

“Where’s dad?”

“He’s in the study,” Nicol said, pointing toward the upper floor.

Blayze ascended straight to the second story, arriving at the study’s entrance. With a composed knock,he sought permission to enter.

A grave voice resonated from within, “Come in.”

“Dad, how may I be of service?” Blayze entered, addressing his father.

Marco Fowler, now well into his sixties, had weathered the trials of time. Although his health hadfaltered before the onset of the new year, leaving him less vigorous than his prime, his countenanceremained serious. A faint crease marred his forehead, and his eyes exuded a sharp shrewdness. Hisregal presence remained undeniable.

Blayze got his eyes and brow from Marco, leaving no doubt that Marco had been a striking man in hisyouth.

“I’ve heard you’ve been in Mathias lately,” Marco inquired, his voice hushed.

“Yes.”

“What did you get up to during your time in Mathias?”

After a pregnant pause, Blayze lifted his gaze, locking eyes with

Marco. “You seem to already know, don’t you? Otherwise, why summon me back?”

Marco dispensed with pretense. “Come back after ensuring the ongoing projects are manageddiligently. Cease any targeting of the Blakely family.”

A smile graced Blayze’s lips as he countered, “Father, I harbor no ill intentions toward the Blakelyfamily. I am adhering strictly to the company’s future development blueprint. Perhaps our agendacollides with the Blakely Group’s, leading to your misconceptions.”

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