Consequences of Dumping the Obsessive Boss: Stuck with Him Forever-Chapter 85: Two Plotting at the Banquet

Summer Lowell glanced briefly at the information on her phone and smiled apologetically at him, "With the information you provided, it’s enough for me to use at the party."

"As long as it’s enough. If there’s anything else, just call me."

After exchanging a few more words, Justin Huxley, seeing it was getting late, invited Summer Lowell into the car and instructed the driver to take her home first.

After leaving Summer Lowell’s residence, the warm smile on Justin Huxley’s face disappeared completely.

He yanked off the tie around his neck, tossed it aside, and spoke in a low voice to the secretary who had just arrived at the front seat, "What do you mean by the message you sent me just now?"

The secretary handed him the documents he was holding, "Latest news, Julian Huxley from the main branch has already reached a deal with Maxim Sinclair. They’re collaborating on that overseas project, Cretos, which the main branch just acquired a few months ago."

"What’s so special about this island that would make Maxim Sinclair agree to cooperate?" Justin Huxley glanced at the information, tossed the documents aside, and took up his phone to search for Cretos.

The secretary, prepared in advance, handed over another set of documents, "Based on the information we’ve gathered from our person placed near Julian Huxley, there might be extremely rich mineral deposits beneath the island."

"Mineral deposits?" Justin Huxley looked up at the secretary, a clouded expression on his face, and muttered after a while, "Seems like these two are really lucky!"

The secretary, most afraid of this tone, swallowed nervously and said, trembling, "Julian Huxley wanted to inform Old Mr. Huxley about his collaboration with Maxim Sinclair an hour ago, but fortunately, Miss Tina was dining with Old Mr. Huxley then and successfully intercepted the message."

Justin Huxley snorted coldly, "I knew it, these people just can’t stay quiet after coming back."

"So, what should we do next?" the secretary asked cautiously, "This news can be hidden for now, but not forever. Look at Julian’s momentum, he’ll definitely find another opportunity to inform Old Mr. Huxley."

In the back seat, Justin Huxley sat with arms crossed, eyes aimlessly looking out the window, as if he hadn’t heard the secretary speaking.

Minutes of silence lingered before Justin Huxley suddenly spoke, just as the secretary thought he wouldn’t answer, "As of now, Julian Huxley has already found a ally in Maxim Sinclair, quite the move."

Relieved by the response, the secretary picked up the thread quickly, "Old Mr. Huxley has always held Maxim Sinclair in high regard. It’s said he’s pushing for Miss Tina and Maxim Sinclair to get engaged soon. If he finds out about Julian’s successful collaboration with Maxim Sinclair..."

"Then grandpa will likely have to reconsider when choosing the heir."

Justin Huxley spoke the thought the secretary dared not voice.

After speaking, Justin Huxley went silent again for a while, "However, it’s fortunate I know Maxwell Sinclair’s weakness. Thanks to him, he openly revealed it himself, otherwise, I’d have difficulty deciding how to deal with him."

The secretary, not understanding his statement, was about to ask.

Justin Huxley gently tapped his knee and said, "Head straight to the Huxley Residence, I have something to discuss with Tina."

The Huxley Family.

Tina Huxley, who was taking a beauty nap, was abruptly woken up, sitting discontentedly in the study, yawning as she faced Justin Huxley, "Justin, can’t it wait until tomorrow daytime to discuss? Why must you pull me up now? I’m really tired!"

"If it could wait until tomorrow daytime, I wouldn’t have woken you up now," Justin Huxley placed a glass of water before her, "Drink some water to refresh yourself, and I’ll talk to you once you’re awake."

Tina Huxley, grudgingly obedient, held the glass and took a sip, "Alright, I’m awake now. Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Summer Lowell can’t accompany me for mountain climbing this weekend; she’s attending an event hosted by Ms. Venus."

"Venus?" Tina Huxley supported her chin lazily, "I didn’t expect her to be this impressive, to get an invitation to Venus’ event so quickly."

"Technically, she shouldn’t be qualified," Justin Huxley leisurely said while pouring himself a glass of water, "If I’m not mistaken, it must be Maxim Sinclair pulling some strings for her to attend the event."

As soon as she thought it was Maxim Sinclair helping Summer Lowell, Tina Huxley’s face darkened instantly, "I knew these two still had some unresolved ties! Summer Lowell, this woman, just keeps lingering around!"

"Calm down," Justin Huxley glanced disapprovingly at her, "You must know Summer Lowell is in a precarious situation in the company now. Maxim Sinclair might be doing this to mend his relationship with her."

"Mend what relationship? I think it’s just that Maxim Sinclair still can’t forget about her. If this continues, what chance do I have?"

"That’s why I’m here to help you devise a plan."

Having vaguely guessed his intention, Tina Huxley’s eyes sparkled with a strange light, "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Given our connections with Venus, you should easily obtain an invite. I want you to infiltrate the event, find a way to ruin Summer Lowell’s plan, and ideally, make Maxim Sinclair lose faith in her."

Upon hearing this, Tina Huxley’s face was filled with disbelief, "Justin, I used to think you had a thing for Summer Lowell, but now it seems that’s not the case."

Not wanting to share his personal affairs, Justin Huxley drained the rest of the water in his cup impatiently, "Just don’t meddle in my affairs, decide for yourself if you want to do it."

Tina Huxley clicked her tongue twice and agreed readily, "Of course I’ll do it. If we don’t get rid of Summer Lowell, the nuptials between Maxim and me will just keep getting postponed."

Justin Huxley lowered his head to hide the fleeting irony in his eyes, "I’ve said all I needed to say, just be cautious during the event, don’t give anyone something to use against you."

"I won’t," Tina Huxley assured, patting her chest confidently, "Summer Lowell doesn’t frequent these kinds of events, it’ll be easy to outmaneuver her."

"But dealing with Maxim Sinclair won’t be easy," Justin Huxley tapped his finger on the table twice, "I have a hunch that during this weekend’s event, Maxim Sinclair will arrange for someone to protect Summer Lowell secretly."

Hearing this, jealousy further twisted Tina Huxley’s already envious face, "What’s so special about Summer Lowell? To warrant such attention from Maxim Sinclair!"

"If you’re not satisfied, then find a way to destroy Summer Lowell’s image in Maxim Sinclair’s eyes."

Justin Huxley commented lightly, "In short, it’s all on you now, keep in mind, Julian Huxley has already started collaborating with Maxim Sinclair."

Talking about this, a glimmer of worry flashed in Tina Huxley’s eyes, quickly suppressed by her, "I know, I’ll handle it well."

Seeing that she took it to heart, Justin Huxley left satisfied.

Soon, it was Saturday.

In the sprawling manor where Ms. Venus lived in the outskirts of the city, one vehicle after another drove orderly into the heart of the estate.

And inside one of them, seated were Summer Lowell and Noah.