The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1584

Chapter 1584

Her cunning had appeared a little satisfying last night, but it seems she had a hidden bigger agendaall along.

The consensus on her was pretty spot-on.

“Who would have thought that she could manage to get the Alonso family under her control! ThatMr. Azriel's background needs some digging into. I don’t recall ever hearing about him. The Azriel'sfamily..” The old man pondered, unable to figure out which family had such power that they couldcasually spend hundreds of billions on a whim, an extravagance even the Harpers couldn't afford.But he couldn't quite place any figure of such magnitude in the business world.

Sitting beside him, Robin seemed to have not registered his words. His eyes were downcast, andhis mind was filled with images of the evening gown Chloe had shown him the previous night..

No matter how he looked at it, something seerned off about the dress, but he couldn't put his fingeron it. Even after mulling over it for most of the night, he couldn't figure it out. But he felt certain thatthere was something crucial about that dress, otherwise he wouldn't be so fixated on it! Lost inthought, he couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling.

Having received no response, the old man couldn't help but turn to Robin. Seeing him deep inthought and completely immersed in his own world, the old man couldn't hide his annoyance, “Areyou even listening to me?"

Having spent most of his life in the business world, his authority within the Harper family wassomething to be reckoned with. His stern voice finally brought Robin back to reality. Looking up tosee the old man watching him, he straightened up on the couch. After a moment of hesitation, hespoke, “Ms. Summers does have quite the business acumen. The Olson Group was practicallyrevived under her control, then there's the Starlight International she now holds, and now the Alonsofamily..."

At this point, Robin paused, his brow furrowing in concentration and his expression turning serious.

Presley squinted at him, “What is it?"

Robin looked at him, his face solemn, “Now that she has the Alonso family, along with her otherbusinesses, and even Damon is now helping her, if they decide to go against us, we might not endup like the Alonsos but we'll both certainly be significantly damaged."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Presley with a questioning gaze, “We can’t let this continue,Damon is hell-bent on being with Ms. Summers. If what you said last night wasn't just heat of themoment, I think it's time we put a stop to them."

Presley's eyes narrowed, “The company is under your control now; its future rests on you. Damon isfamily and my grandson, but in the business world, who has the luxury of being sentimental?Besides, it's about time he faced some hardships! Only through experience will he learn what'sgood and what's bad, or what's important and what isn’t! The Harper family cannot afford any majorsetbacks now; anything that poses a threat to us must be nipped in the bud. Do I need to teach youthat?"

Robin smiled, “Il understand the principle. It's just Damon is your favorite grandson. How could Itreat him like any other?"

The old man snorted, his eyes narrowed, “He may be my favorite, but if he insists on this path, Ican’t be blamed for not giving him a chance! It’s time he realized what he is without the protection ofthe Harper family!"

The corners of Robin's lips twitched imperceptibly, “Since you say so, I won't hold back any longer."

Presley's lips moved, his expression subtly shifting. He seemed about to say something, butswallowed his words. After a moment, he spoke again, “Speaking of the Alonso family’s business

gathering, it reminds me that isn't the Global Economic Summit coming up next year?"

At this, Robin's eyes lit up a bit, he nodded, “Yes, right after the holiday season"

Presley grunted, "I suppose it won't be long before the new Fortune 500 list comes out, followed bythe Forbes rankings."

As he said this, Presley took a deep breath and let it out heavily. His expression was somewhatgrim. For the past decade or so, the Harper Group had consistently topped the Fortune 500 and theForbes list. But a few years ago, the Obsidian Group suddenly shot to the top of the Fortune 500,pushing the Harper Group to second place. The Forbes list also changed from a Harper to someonenamed Obsidian.

It was human nature to not accept a fall from grace. The feeling of falling from the top was likefalling from the clouds into a valley. It was hard to swallow.

He had tried to replace out more about them, only to learn that the group covered a wide range oreplaceustries. What was even more unbelievable was that the Obsidian Group started as a smallbusiness on the verge of bankruptcy, later bought by a mysterious figure. In just six years, they wentfrom taking small orders to big ones, slowly expanding to various sectors in countries all around theworld.

No matter the size or complexity of a task, they were always up for the challenge. With a meticulousattention to detail, they were known for their flawless execution and sterling reputation.

Eventually, the Obsidian Group began to launch their own ventures. With a robust financial portfolioat their disposal, they could afford to invest in multiple projects concurrently. Unburdened byfinancial constraints, they operated with an almost uncanny certainty of success. They never frettedover potential losses, always making bold and decisive moves.

Many of the projects they took on were considered by others too risky or even impossible. Yet, timeand again, they managed to pull off spectacular returns, leaving onlookers flabbergasted.

With each passing year, the Obsidian Group's growth seemed to intensify and their momentum wasseemingly unstoppable. All he could do was watch, learning through his investigations that theObsidian Group had completed several new projects this year. The rest remained a mystery.

The real boss never made an appearance. Rumor had it that a proxy had been managing the groupfor years.

Yet, they couldn't even dig up information on this elusive figurehead.