“I don’t have much information on him either. Everything I know is from what Waylon told me,” Wendy said casually. “This guy is mysterious, rarely shows up in the country, but he has a private residence in Gennemont—over in Goldenville.”

Others couldn’t tell, but Chase immediately saw the slyness in Wendy’s eyes. That claim of not knowing much was a complete fabrication. Hardly anyone knew Mario Harrison lived in Goldenville. Even Henry had spent a long time trying to find out anything, but came up empty. How did Wendy find out so easily? As the saying went, the enemy of her enemy had become her friend. Even Wendy herself found the whole situation a bit surreal when she recalled their first meeting.

“Speaking of,” Wendy said, clearing her throat lightly, “I only met Mario by chance at a business banquet. At the time, Mario was introduced as my friend’s…boyfriend. So I believe he did it on purpose.”

“That makes sense,” Zynn said, spreading his hands. “If Mario’s as complicated as you say, it’s only natural he’d find a way to get back into the Harrison family. Relying on so-called uncles and aunts wouldn’t cut it. Henry’s parents or his siblings? Even less likely. He had no choice but to rely on himself.”

That meant Mario’s situation was probably even tougher than they’d thought. Sammy finished organizing the table and walked over to Wendy, holding out a file for her to sign—the conclusions from today’s meeting. Pausing behind Wendy, Sammy asked curiously, “You’ve never mentioned this guy before.”

Wendy lowered her head and signed her name smoothly, as if it were nothing. “That’s because he’s in a relationship with the president of Typhoon Corp—Caesar,” she said.

Everyone in the room froze. Even Chase, sitting right next to Wendy, looked shocked. He had only just heard the name Caesar today. All he knew was that Caesar had grown up with Wendy, maybe even attended her wedding. Now he suddenly learned that Caesar was the boyfriend of Mario Harrison, the legitimate heir of the Harrison family. That couldn’t be right.

Wendy touched her forehead lightly, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Yeah, that’s right. Let’s not talk about their relationship for now. The key point is Mario’s identity. As long as Mario exists, no matter how badly Henry and Larry fight, neither of them can be the rightful heir.”

Mario was the real threat. And now, that threat had become their ally.

This world was getting way too bizarre. Sammy stood there stunned, holding the file behind Wendy for a long while, until Zynn finally said, “So what—you’re planning to help Mario take back the Harrison family? That’s a pretty bold move.”

“It’s time someone else ran the Harrison family,” Wendy said calmly, twisting the ring on her finger. Her expression was cool, but full of confidence. “Whether it was the incident back then, or the crises we’re facing now—they all come from the current Harrison family. If we want to change things and uncover the truth, the easiest way is to change who’s in charge.”

This had clearly been Wendy’s plan for a while. She had only been waiting for Caesar’s return to put it in motion.

“Typhoon Corp already bought the most prime area in the city. The whole building’s theirs. Renovations are underway and should be done by the start of next year. Once Typhoon Corp returns to Gennemont, every business in the city will be on edge.”

“Typhoon Corp is mainly in culture and entertainment. It doesn’t interfere with traditional industry chains, so it’s not a big threat to us,” Zynn said. “But the Harrison family is a perfect target. And Fenon International—our biggest obstacle—just became an ally. The timing of Typhoon Corp’s return couldn’t be better.”

After the meeting, everyone left. Wendy stayed in her chair, waiting for Chase to ask.

“Was it really just a coincidence?” Chase held Wendy’s hand, a faint smirk in his voice. “You just happened to run into Mario? Wasn’t he exiled abroad? And with someone like him, coming back would’ve made waves. The Harrison family would’ve known. There’s no way you two could’ve met by chance.”

Besides, if this happened a long time ago, Wendy wasn’t the type to keep quiet for so long, especially not while pretending to work with Henry.

Wendy gave him a small smile. “Our first meeting really was at a business banquet. And yes, he was by Caesar’s side. But back then, I didn’t know who Mario really was. The second time we met was in Jashonton.”

The same place she had traveled with Henry for business—at Celadon Restaurant. Henry had walked in confidently, becoming a piece on Wendy’s chessboard from that moment on.

In this world, opportunities were always for those who were prepared. Mario had prepared for everything before coming back. Goldenville was the place his mother had left for him. Bruno had bought the house there to keep outsiders away. He’d always been careful. In all these years, no one had ever found out about it. So when Mario returned, he lived there in peace.

Then Chase asked, “So Caesar and Mario are really…”