Chapter 445 You Can Only Choose One
Earlier, Ryan had been tailing Allan, who spent over two hours wandering around the city, stopping to grab food and drinks, and occasionally using the restroom.
By the time Allan got home, it was already 7:30 PM.
Now, it was 7:42 PM.
Seeing this, Ryan's expression darkened instantly. He jumped up, "Damn it, what are they planning to do to Ms. Grey?"
"I'm not entirely sure," someone replied. "But Travis is targeting the group Tristan founded, and Jasper is after Mr. Forbes' woman."
There was no doubt that Katniss was the focal point.
Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation were in Katniss's hands, and Tristan's woman was Katniss.
Ryan realized the gravity of the situation and rushed out the door, frantically calling Katniss, but no one answered.
Sweating profusely, he had no choice but to call Emory and Nicholas.
At that moment, Emory and Nicholas were in Tristan's hospital room, placing a cigarette between Tristan's fingers and holding an unopened bottle of wine in the other hand.
They were chatting and drinking as if they hadn't a care in the world.
The sudden ringing of the phone startled Nicholas, nearly causing him to drop the wine. He kicked Emory, "Next time, put your phone on silent. If you wake Tristan, I'll hold you responsible."
"Better to wake him than scare him to death," Emory said, answering the call.
Ryan's anxious voice came through, "Mr. Buckner, help! Ms. Grey went to meet Travis and Jasper. Those bastards set a trap at the Venice Hotel."
Emory's expression darkened immediately. He put the phone on speaker and threw it on the bed, putting on his shoes as he spoke, "Which room at the Venice Hotel? When did she go? How did she get involved with Travis and Jasper? Explain everything clearly."
He and Nicholas had taken off their shoes and were sitting on either side of Tristan.
Now, they both jumped up, putting on their shoes while talking.
Ryan explained the recent theft of the project's core details.
The two hurriedly put on their shoes, grabbed the phone, and dashed out of the room.
In the sunlit hospital room, Tristan, lying unconscious on the bed, suddenly furrowed his brow, his hands gradually clenching and twitching.
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At the Venice Hotel.
When Katniss arrived with her bodyguards, she found the hotel empty.
Realizing she had likely been tricked, she turned to see two rows of suited bodyguards quickly surrounding the hotel entrance.
The side and back doors were probably the same, making it impossible for even a fly to escape.
Sensing something was wrong, the bodyguards quickly formed a protective circle around Katniss.
"Ms. Grey."
"We can't get out, might as well go in."
Travis and Jasper must have planned this.
If they lost this time, Travis would spend the rest of his life in prison.
But since they had called her here, they must have a motive.
Katniss, calm and composed, was led by a waiter to the rooftop restaurant.
The large restaurant was empty, the dazzling lights exuding luxury and opulence.
Empty wine glasses reflected countless lights, some of them blinding.
At the center of a table that could seat over a dozen people, Travis and Jasper sat confidently.
Travis looked serious and somewhat excited, while Jasper wore a smug expression.
"Katniss," Jasper spoke first, standing up and dramatically tossing his coat behind him, letting it fall to the floor.
Someone immediately picked it up and silently stepped aside.
Jasper strode over to Katniss, circling her and scrutinizing her, "I never realized you were this beautiful. Back when you were Tristan's assistant, you didn't look like this."
Jasper tapped his head, "Let me think, back then you didn't dare look at me like this. Your gaze is just like Tristan's, no wonder you're his woman."
"Jasper, do you know that economic crimes can bankrupt the Bell family?" Katniss said calmly.
The core technology they had stolen was worth billions of dollars.
The Bell family was already struggling and couldn't afford to pay.
But Jasper remained indifferent, "This has nothing to do with me. I just lent Travis some money, nothing more."
He wasn't stupid; he only helped cause trouble without getting involved in other matters.
Travis stood up and pointed to two contracts on the table, "Katniss, you're not getting out of here. These are share transfer agreements for Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation. Without them, you still have The Astor Corporation and White Corporation, which should be enough for you."
He wanted Katniss to hand over Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation to him.
"Even if Allan delayed Ryan and distracted us, he must have confessed by now. Even if I sign this, you won't get Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation," Katniss said calmly, negotiating with Travis. "If you leave this hotel, you'll be arrested for economic crimes. Keeping me here only adds to your charges."
Travis gritted his teeth, "I'm asking you to be sensible and not involve the police over such a small matter!"
He was trying to persuade Katniss to avoid mutual destruction and take a step back.
But if he took Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation, Katniss would lose everything, and Travis would gain immensely.
"Travis, are you even human?" Katniss's long-suppressed anger erupted at the sight of Travis's shameless face. "Tristan is your son, and you're so cruel to him. You don't deserve to be a father!"
Katniss's voice echoed in the empty restaurant.
Jasper sat nearby, waiting for them to finish their argument so he could achieve his goal.
But as the argument escalated, he grew impatient, "Travis, hurry up. I don't have time to play with you."
"Tristan doesn't deserve to be my son!" Travis shouted, slamming the contracts on the table. "Sign these!"
Katniss looked away, "I won't sign."
As soon as she spoke, Travis grabbed her wrist and shoved her onto the table.
Dishes crashed to the floor, and Katniss's body twisted uncontrollably.
She hadn't expected Travis to get physical. Her bodyguards were quickly surrounded by men in black, and a fight broke out.
Falling to the ground, Katniss's elbow was pierced by glass shards, the pain making her face pale.
But Travis, now desperate, dragged Katniss up and pinned her against the railing, her body half-suspended, ready to fall at any moment.
"Katniss, it's your life or Zenith Group and Synergy Global Corporation. Choose one. Will you die here today, or give me the companies? Give them to me!" Travis shouted, nearly hysterical.
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