Chapter 790

Chapter 790:

Aiden’s eyebrow lifted, a brief flash of coldness in his eyes before it quickly faded away.

Taken aback by the brief yet intense coldness in Aiden’s eyes, Colson paused, unsure whether to proceed.

“Continue, please.”

“Right away, sir.” Colson inhaled deeply, then continued, “It turns out Lola convinced Greg to hand off the western suburb project to Edwards Group. We’re still digging into what was exchanged for this favor. However, it’s clear that Wendy is backing Lowell financially.”

Aiden’s expression darkened slightly; his fingers tapped a subtle rhythm on the desk. His gaze was sharp and calculating.

It was becoming evident that Wendy had a hand in maneuvering Edwards Group through bankruptcy and restructuring, manipulating events from the shadows for her own ends.

However, what could be driving Wendy to invest so heavily in supporting Edwards Group?

“Colson, why do you think Wendy is so intent on supporting Edwards Group?” Aiden asked casually, his tone laced with a hint of intrigue.

Colson paused, taken aback by the sudden question. After a brief reflection, he answered, “She aims to turn Edwards Group into her puppet.”

Aiden nodded thoughtfully. Given Wendy’s capabilities, she could easily build her own business empire, potentially surpassing even the Chadwick family’s.

However, she had chosen a different path. Instead of establishing her own empire, she had nurtured relationships with those rich ladies and thrown her support behind the recently bankrupted and restructured Edwards Group.

Her ambitions were clear—she aimed to be the covert force behind Efrery’s elite.

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The rich ladies, often holding significant sway within their families, were more malleable than their husbands, with Greg being a prime example.

To outsiders, Edwards Group seemed merely to be clawing its way back from financial ruin. However, once it recovered, it would likely be too late for any opposition.

“Wendy is truly remarkable,” Aiden commented, a subtle, enigmatic smile on his face.

Working from the shadows, Wendy avoided direct conflicts, strategically pulling the strings from behind the scenes.

“Mr. Green, should we take action?” Colson inquired cautiously.

“There’s no need,” Aiden responded with calm assurance. “Just keep an eye on Edwards Group. If they ever pose a threat to our interests, we’ll handle it then.”

“Understood.”

Aiden’s smile turned cold, his curiosity piqued. He was eager to see just how far Wendy would go.

“Colson, bring me the layout plans for the west suburb project. I need to make some adjustments.”

At the orphanage, Janice and Glenn had prepared a feast that filled the table to the brim.

Each dish was a work of art, vibrant with color, rich in aroma, and bursting with flavor. The enticing scents drifted outside, drawing eager, hungry looks from the children as their excitement built.

Gerda was amused, resorting to her secret weapon—distributing small snacks to calm the eager little ones.

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