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Chapter 138

Roman’s POV Post

By the time I returned to my apartment that night, the entire floor was quiet. I stepped out of the private elevator and walked towards my door. After letting myself in, I loosened my tie and glanced around the spacious living room. Camila wasn’t home.

She lived on the floor below mine, but lately, she’d been spending most of her time at Amelia’s castle because of her grandmother’s health. We didn’t necessarily see each other every day, but I had grown accustomed to knowing she was somewhere nearby.

Strangely, the building felt a little less interesting without her around.

I was about to head to my bedroom when my phone rang.

Damon. I answered. “What is it?”

“Are you busy?”

“I just got home.”

“Perfect. Come out for a drink. It’s been ages since we’ve had a proper night out.”

I glanced at my watch. “You couldn’t have called earlier?”

“Would you have come?”

I said nothing.

“Exactly. I’ll send a car for you. Same place as usual. Don’t keep me waiting.”

The call ended before I could object. I shook my head, changed out of my work clothes and headed out again.

The club was already busy when I arrived. Damon had reserved one of the private lounges, the same section we’d used on previous occasions. It was just beside the room where Camila and her friend had once booked male escorts to provoke me. I still remembered that little stunt.

Damon was waiting with several drinks arranged on the table. He stood when I entered, wearing an exaggerated grin. “Look who’s finally decided to show up!”

I walked past him and settled into the sofa. “Can you stop sounding like a rejected lover? Anyone listening would think I’d abandoned you at the altar.”

Damon rolled his eyes. “I invite you out for a drink, and this is how you repay me? I’ve been trying to get you out for weeks. We haven’t properly hung out since the racing event.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“Obviously. Too busy to remember you have friends.”

A female attendant approached to pour my drink. I glanced at her, then at the other woman standing nearby. My expression must have been screaming why they were the one pouring my drink. Damon immediately

raised a hand.

“Ladies, that’s all for tonight. You can leave us.”

They gathered their things and walked out. Damon then gestured towards a young woman sitting at the far end of the lounge. “Oh, before I forget, this is my cousin, Nyra. She’s staying with me for a few days and

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insisted on coming along. I couldn’t get rid of her.”

The moment she looked at me, her expression changed. She sat up straighter, smoothing her dress before offering a bright smile.

“Alpha Roman, It’s nice to meet you.”

I gave a brief nod. That was all.

She seemed more excited than embarrassed by my lack of interest. I paid her no further attention and reached for my glass. Damon finally settled opposite me. “So, is it true you had something to do with Julian being sent

to Australia?”

I took a sip. “Gregory Blackwell made that decision.”

Damon gave me a knowing look. “Come on, Roman. You expect me to believe you had nothing to do with it?” I

frowned.

He laughed. “I knew it. You probably whispered a few suggestions into your father’s ear.”

I didn’t bother denying it. Julian’s relocation was Gregory’s decision, and I had no reason to interfere with it. William was Gregory Blackwell’s personal assistant. What my father didn’t know was that William had been working for me all along.

I had deliberately placed him close to Gregory, where he could keep me informed of important decisions and developments without raising suspicion. I hadn’t made any direct move against Blackwell Group, but that didn’t mean I was unfamiliar with its internal operations. I knew the company almost as well as the people

running it.

Over the years, I had quietly positioned my own people in different departments. Some occupied management positions, while others worked in less conspicuous roles. Each had a purpose, and together they gave me access to information from almost every corner of the company.

My influence wasn’t limited to its employees, either. Through several trusted associates, I had quietly acquired a considerable number of shares. The names on the documents weren’t mine, and Gregory had no reason to suspect that a significant portion of the company was already under my control.

I wasn’t in a hurry to take over Blackwell Group. There was no need to make a move before I was ready. But if I ever decided to claim the company, Gregory would find it difficult to stop me. By then, the groundwork would already have been done.

William’s presence in his office was only another part of that arrangement. My father thought he had a loyal personal assistant. He had no idea that the man was also my eyes and ears inside the company.

Damon swirled the drink in his glass before changing the subject.

“I also heard something interesting. Amelia Whitmore’s health has been declining, and her granddaughter has officially taken over Whitmore Group.”

I nodded. “That’s right.”

“And you don’t intend to do anything about it?”

I looked at him. “Like what?”

“Roman, we’re talking about the Whitmore Group. It’s one of the biggest business empires around. Everyone knows the old woman has been keeping her granddaughter away from the public eye. Now that she’s stepping into the chairmanship, the vultures will be circling.”

He leaned forward. “Think about it. The girl has barely been involved in the company’s operations. Does she

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even know how to manage an empire of that size? A lot of powerful people are waiting for Amelia to step aside permanently. Once that happens, they’ll start fighting over the pieces.”

remained silent, listening. “Why not move before everyone else?” Damon continued. “NEXZONE could secure a substantial stake in Whitmore Group. With the right acquisition, you’d put the company in an even stronger position. It would be a massive advantage.”

I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other. My fingers rested loosely around the glass. Across from me Damon’s cousin had barely moved. She seemed more interested in watching me than in whatever conversation was taking place.

I ignored her. “You’re underestimating the Whitmore heiress,” I said calmly.

Damon frowned. “And you aren’t?”

“No.” I took another sip. “Don’t mistake her quiet nature for incompetence. The Whitmore Group isn’t going anywhere.”

Damon studied me, clearly unconvinced. “That’s a lot of confidence in someone who has barely shown her

face in the business world.”

A faint smile touched my lips. “You’ll understand eventually.”

He shook his head, still looking sceptical. I didn’t bother explaining.

He had no idea what Camila was capable of. Very few people did.

And I intended to keep it that way.

The moment Camila crossed my mind, the coldness in my expression softened. A faint smile touched the corners of my mouth before I could stop it.

Damon noticed immediately. “So, you’ve actually met her?” he asked, looking intrigued.

I nodded. He had met her too, though he probably hadn’t realised it. We were still talking when Nyra finally worked up the courage to approach me.

“Um… Alpha Blackwell,” she began, holding up her phone. “Would you mind if I got your number?” She tried to sound casual, but the way she smiled and fidgeted with her phone gave her away. She was clearly smitten.

“Sorry. No.” I rejected her without a second thought.

Damon gave his cousin a warning look. “Nyra, don’t start.” He knew there was no chance of anything happening between us, regardless of how interested she was.