Phoebe's POV
Katie and her immediate family had always watched my business empire with jealous eyes. If it weren't for my ruthless methods and my refusal to hand them any chances, they would have already managed to bring me down.
Others might be clueless about their schemes, but I knew exactly what they were planning.
After all, every time they brought in killers from abroad, it was my own mercenaries who leaked those contacts to them.
My expression had turned stone-cold by now.
Whether Katie targeted Phoebe due to family pressure or personal hatred, she had succeeded in infuriating me.
How dare they attempt to touch someone I cherish and shield? The thought burned through me like acid.
Seeing my dark mood, Lucas burst into laughter. "Harold, what's your take? This intel is completely reliable. I dropped 17 grand on it. Worth every penny, right?"
