Clyde immediately straightened his back and puffed up his chest, not letting the scoundrel before him see the panicked look on his face.
The man didn't know that Madam Clark would send out invitations to the higher-ups in the company this soon. But now's not the time to think about it.
Everyone had probably received the invitation to his engagement with Marsha, and nothing could have made him this anxious other than his fear of being discovered by Ryley.
"Congratulations, Mr. Clyde." Shawn sneered, then rolled his cunning gaze towards Ryder. "I see now. You chose to hide from many eyes after the jet explosion incident because you were preparing something this big to take over everything in one fell swoop."
"Don't just run your mouth and accuse me without evidence, Shawn." Clyde replied slightly growling in anger. "You don't want to admit that you've failed so you want to put the blame on others."
