The mere thought of the BRD Group infused Darian with loathing. He hoisted the computer from the table and hurled it onto the floor.

The BRD Group was the Fredrick family’s enterprise. They must have conspired against him. It was entirely Theodore's doing!

Surveying the contents of his office, Darian launched into a destructive frenzy, cursing, “Despicable wretch! She should've never birthed him! Ingrate! Merciless scoundrel! All are damned, all are damned!"

In the midst of his rampage, faint knocks echoed at the door. Shortly after, a female secretary timidly pushed open the door to find a livid Darian wreaking havoc in the office. She meekly said, "Sir, there's a mob gathering downstairs, clamoring about the project funds they're owed."

Upon learning that the Anderson Group was confronting a crisis, a wave of concern washed over Ariana. The conglomerate’s prosperity had been an outcome of Theodore's efforts, but she couldn't shake the suspicion that he might also be the architect of the current turbulence.