Chapter 1745

Ryder was far from experiencing Marcelo’s true caution. The latter waved his hand and ordered, “Springflow, search him! Highmist, check his phone!”

Immediately, despite Ryder’s resistance, he was pressed down on the table for a body search!

Meanwhile, Highmist took out his phone and began checking it.

Springflow released him and said coldly, “Sir, there’s nothing on him.”

Highmist handed the phone back. “Sir, the phone’s clean.”

Only then did Marcelo offer a genuine smile as he looked at Ryder. “Alright, now I believe you’re not a mole for Andrew. Mason, we can begin our conversation now.”

Ryder was drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked. Once again, he felt a deep sense of relief.

Andrew had gone through that phone beforehand. If not, he might have been exposed, and the cost for that could have been his life.

Mason spoke in a serious tone. “Mr. Byrne, I need to make this clear. If you plan to kill Andrew, I won’t be much help.”

Marcelo waved it off indifferently. “I don’t need your help. You wouldn’t be capable of much anyway. All I need is for you to create the right opportunity.”

Mason exhaled in relief and asked, “What exactly do you want me to do?”

Marcelo took a sip of tea before replying calmly. “It’s simple. On the day Cillian is laid to rest, while Andrew drops his guard, I’ll take him out. All you have to do is make sure he shows up, and do what you can to keep unnecessary people away.”

Mason thought for a moment, then nodded. “That won’t be hard. As the chairman, if I extend a personal invitation to Andrew for my father’s burial, he’ll come out of respect. And I’ll make sure he’s the only one invited, no outsiders from the Ulrich circle or beyond. Will that be enough?”

Marcelo set down his cup and smiled as he stood. “Perfect. Let’s go with that.”

With that, he turned and left without wasting another word on the father and son.

Ryder scowled. “He’s such a damn snob. He’s only getting this shot at Andrew because of us, and he doesn’t even bother saying thank you!”

Mason spoke calmly. “Relax. Don’t take it personally. In his eyes, we’re nothing but insects, not worth a second thought. But even insects can bite when the time’s right. Marcelo and Andrew are both dangerous in their own way. When two tigers fight, both will end up bleeding. That’s exactly the kind of chaos we need.”

Ryder sneered. “So, Andrew’s really about to go down, huh?”

Mason grinned. “Of course he is. And remember not to breathe a word about what happened today. The moment Andrew falls, the Ulrich family will finally have its chance to rise.”

Ryder glanced at Mason and asked cautiously, “Dad, are you eyeing Andrew’s position as chairman?”

Mason gave a sly smile but said nothing more. Of course, he was. Nathan had already promised that once Andrew fell, he would take his place.

Ryder looked at his father’s smug expression and could not help but roll his eyes internally.

He thought, ‘Keep dreaming, old man! When you go down, I’ll be the head of the Ulrich family. Mr. Lloyd’s already waiting for you and Marcelo to take the bait.’