Margaret's words had clearly struck a nerve.
Tyler's expression darkened instantly.
He had always been aware of Sinclair's ruthless methods, but he hadn't expected that woman, Camilla, would prove just as formidable.
Not only had his plan to use her against Sinclair failed, but he now had another adversary he couldn't afford to underestimate.
Whether he could handle them both—truth be told, he wasn't entirely confident.
"So, it's better to follow my suggestion," Margaret said, her sharp eyes taking in every flicker of Tyler's hesitation.
A knowing chill settled over her face.
"We must first throw them into disarray.
Only then will we find an opening to strike."
Tyler mulled it over for a moment before nodding.
"Understood."
"Contact—" Margaret nodded, about to elaborate further, when the sudden ring of her phone cut her off.
Recognizing the number, she answered immediately.
The man's revelation made Margaret's face pale dramatically.
