Chapter 187 Counterfeit
The design masterfully fused modern architecture with natural landscaping, creating a harmonious blend of urban and oceanic elements. The esplanade was an even more breathtaking sight, featuring a magnificent dancing fountain and surrounded by art installations from various artists. It was a seamless fusion of art and history. This design was the brainchild of Freya, who had conceived it independently, without any support from Technologent. Yet, it surpassed all other designs under consideration
An eerie, unspoken tension pervaded the room. The world–renowned architect, Martina Du Pont, who was also Freya’s mentor, appeared visibly shaken. She could barely stand and slumped into her chair weakly. Alexander’s smug demeanor had evaporated, replaced by a darkened expression. Who would have thought that Freya Gomez could ruffle Alexander’s feathers?
Jacob wore an uncertain expression. He was pleased for Freya, who seemed to have the upper hand. However, this also implied that Nathaniel would emerge from this situation unscathed. Zeusforce Group would likely bear the brunt of the fallout, which was not a favorable outcome for Jacob, who had recently begun collaborating with Zeusforce. Aware of Nathaniel’s capabilities, Jacob knew he couldn’t. afford even the slightest misstep, or the consequences would be dire. Nathaniel was sure to exploit this opportunity to humiliate Alexander and Zeusforce Group.
As Jacob anticipated. Nathaniel let out a cold chuckle before speaking. “Huh! So it appears that Zeusforce’s designs are a mere imitation of Technologent’s How disgraceful: Koen, call the police!”
“Yes. Mr. Morgan!” Koen responded, promptly pulling out his phone.
“Mr. Lloyd!” Martina turned to Alexander in despair. her hands nervously clutching her dress. Ads by PubFuture
“Don’t worry, Lady Martina,” Alexander replied calmly, his gaze carrying a stern warning. “I may need to inconvenience you initially, but I assure you. I will arrange for your release in a few days.”
Martina’s lips quivered as she grappled with Alexander’s words. She clung to Alexander’s arm, managing to restrain herself from breaking down publicly. Her reputation was in ruins, but she was powerless, given Alexander’s leverage over her her drug–addicted son, who was on the brink of a life sentence, held captive by Alexander’s men. Martina slowly released Alexander’s arm, sighing deeply. her eyes reflecting sorrow and helplessness.
The tender event came to an abrupt halt as Nathaniel withdrew, and Zeusforce Group was disqualified for design theft. Alexander deflected the blame onto Martina, and the police swiftly took control of the situation. With the two favorites out of the race, a company named Andala Corp emerged as the
winner.
Andala Corp was a small, relatively new company, established just three months prior. However, it stunned Saeville’s architectural elite with its innovative concepts and competitive pricing, backed by its deep–pocketed shareholders. Andala’s official representative was a young woman in her twenties. named Mandy, though little else was known about her.
Send Gifts
238
Balance
1413 +
Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Sᴇarch the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.