Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

My expression darkened as I looked at Damien warily. What was he up to now?

"Who are you calling? Don’t disgust me!" I pushed Damien away and tried to exit the elevator.

Damien suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. "You’re Sophia, aren’t you?"

However,

His hoarse voice was tinged with excitement.

Feeling uneasy, I forcefully pulled my hand away from Damien’s firm grip. "Stop acting crazy here. This is the Black Group, not your home."

As the elevator doors opened, the employees exited on the working floor. Only Damien, the assistant, and I were in the elevator.

Damien remained silent. He stared at me, sending shivers down my spine.

"Mr. Coleman, please follow me," the assistant said as the elevator doors opened. Ewan was standing there.

Seeing me,he didn’t seem surprised at all.

Damien looked at me with a complex expression and walked straight out of the elevator.

I followed behind, still feeling shaken that Damien might have recognized me.

I reassured myself that he was deluding himself.

As my clenched hands slowly relaxed, I wiped the sweat from my palms and followed behind Ewan. "Has Dexter arrived at the company? Are they giving him a hard time?"

Ewan calmly looked back at me. "Mr. Martin’s businesses are facing problems and are under police investigation. He can’t come over right now. It seems like nobody else in the company dares to cause trouble for Mr. Black at the moment."

I was surprised. If Martin’s businesses were also facing problems, was it just luck that Dexter had avoided trouble, or was there something more to it all?

It all seemed too coincidental.

"Most of those who dare to oppose Mr. Black are mainly aligned with Mr. Martin. With him currently absent, they likely won’t dare to make significant moves," Ewan explained. I nodded in agreement.

Ignatius’ prestige in the company wouldn’t disappear just because he was sick for a few days. Most people in the company still feared him.

It would take some time for Martin to completely overhaul the Black Group.

"Mr. Martin’s side won’t be delayed indefinitely. He’ll come back sooner or later to deal with Mr. Black. So, the collaboration with the Coleman Group must go through," Ewan said.

"I’ve checked into this collaboration. Mr. Coleman himself visited the Black Group, so it seems they’re keen on collaborating," I murmured.

After a brief pause, I added, "Considering how strong the Black Group is in Huma, there shouldn’t be any issues unless Mr. Martin and Mr. Coleman have struck a deal and are planning something together."

However, it appeared to me that Damien hadn’t struck a deal with Martin yet.

Before entering the office, Ewan added, "Actually, it’s Mr. Black who opposes collaborating with the Coleman Group."

Dexter was the one who declined cooperation with the Coleman Group.

"I’ve heard from the news that several projects of the Coleman Group have encountered issues..." I murmured softly before looking up at Ewan. "Dexter shouldn’t have the capability to handle this... no?"

He was just a fool. In the past, he was abandoned and even lived in an orphanage.

It was unbelievable that he had only recently returned to the Black family and now had the authority to confront Damien.

Ewan remained silent. He opened the door and gestured for me to enter.

I stood at the doorway, hesitating for a while before stepping inside.

Dexter sat beside the floor–to–ceiling window in his office, exuding an air of solitude and aloofness. However, given his past and his lack of experience running the company, it would take time for him to fully take charge.

I used to admire Damien’s demeanor, which seemed fitting for a businessman.

Yet now, in Dexter’s presence, Damien appeared completely subdued.

The silence was shattered with Damien’s voice. "I must admit, I’m surprised by the Black Group’s sincerity. It seems they don’t take this collaboration seriously since they’ve sent a fool to greet us."

"Indeed, there’s no need for the collaboration," Dexter retorted coldly.

Dexter appeared even more menacing in Damien’s presence.

Damien frowned. If there was no need for further discussion, why had Dexter personally summoned him here?

In the past, the Coleman family may not have posed a challenge to the Blacks. However, with Ignatius gone, relying solely on a fool like Dexter would inevitably lead to their downfall.

"The absence of a leader in the Black family has placed the burden on your shoulders. However, with your sole leadership, the Black Group is destined to collapse," Damien remarked calmly as he stood up, showing no desire to prolong the conversation.

"Mr. Coleman, sincerity is key in business relationships. While the Coleman Group stands to benefit from this collaboration, your lack of sincerity is clear. Despite your disrespect, my husband has chosen not to have security escort you out. If you wish to collaborate, please show more sincerity," I emphasized.

Then, I walked to Dexter and nudged him.

If this collaboration were to fall apart, Martin would certainly criticize Dexter upon his return.

It was best not to act stubbornly when establishing authority within the company.

Dexter’s stare on Damien was icy, but he quickly shifted to a pitiful, puppy–eyed expression when he looked at me. I couldn’t help but wonder if he had a split personality to switch expressions so effortlessly.

Feeling uneasy, I cleared my throat. "Mr. Coleman, Mr. Black Senior is unwell, and Dexter is the sole heir of the Black Group. So, learn to show respect. Then, we can discuss further collaboration."

This was the first time I had spoken so assertively to Damien.

Despite Damien’s harsh treatment in the past, I never dared to resist as I feared it might upset

But now, I was no longer Sophia, so I didn’t have to worry anymore.

"If you’re here to help Dexter establish his authority in the Black Group, then our partnership is essential," Damien noted, clearly aware of the current dynamics of the Black family. "Looks like you need my support now."

Damien’s true colors were showing once again. He couldn’t seem to shake off his habit of threatening others.

This project isn’t exclusive to the Coleman Group," Dexter asserted as he held me close. "It seems like it’s anyone’s game now."

His hoarse voice carried an unexpected air of authority.

Damien stayed composed as his gaze landed on our intertwined hands. "Alright, let’s wait and see," he replied calmly.

He was eager to see who would come out on top.

Damien didn’t take Dexter seriously, considering him a fool amidst the various threats within the Black Group.

"Mr. Coleman, this way, please," Damien’s assistant urged, opening the door for Damien to leave.

Damien walked to the door and glanced back at me.

"Check on Sofia’s details," he instructed his assistant.

After Damien and his assistant left, I turned to Dexter. "Why did you refuse to cooperate with the Coleman Group?"

Dexter huffed and ignored me.

Confused, I wondered if I had done something to upset him.