Chapter 588

Cedric saw through Huey's ploy in an instant. Huey never actually planned to jump.

"Well? Are you going to talk or just hang there? If not, I've got better things to do."

With that, Cedric turned on his heel, making it clear he was done entertaining the act.

"Wait!" Huey blurted out, his voice cracking with alarm.

What the hell was Cedric doing?

He was about to jump, and Cedric didn't even flinch?

Was Cedric actually okay with him taking the plunge?

But dying was never part of the plan.

If Cedric walked away, how was he supposed to keep up the performance?

Catching Hackett's frantic signal, Huey scrambled to recover. "Wait! Hold on!"

Cedric turned back, his eyes narrowing, his stare cold and weighted.

Just as he thought-pure theatrics.

With the world watching and the scene unfolding at Elite Lux, there was no way Daniela could escape the spectacle.

How downright vile!

Huey's throat went dry. The second he locked eyes with Cedric, an icy dread settled in his gut.

It felt like Cedric was peeling back every layer of his lie, and the sheer intensity sent a shudder through him.

Cedric folded his arms, his voice razor-sharp. "Go on. Weren't you just about to say something?" Huey gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Hackett clenched his fists, growing impatient. Useless idiot! It was just Cedric, damn it! What was Huey so scared of?

Hackett shot Huey a seething glare.

Huey recoiled slightly, then straightened up, forcing his voice louder. "Daniela has left me no choice-I don't want to live anymore!"

Cedric let out a short, incredulous laugh. "And?"

Huey floundered, grasping for a response. Wasn't it obvious? He was standing on the damn edge! If the cameras weren't rolling, he would've cursed Cedric out.

Cedric eyed Huey's reddening face and let out a cold chuckle.11SO1,your grand strategy is to dangle off a building and guilt us into playing nice in business? Seriously?"

Huey gaped, words failing him. That was exactly it. But hearing Cedric say it out loud made it sound so pathetic.

For a long moment, Huey had nothing.

Cedric let out another amused scoff."Cat got your tongue? Or did I lay it out too plainly? You couldn't keep up with a woman in business, so now you're here throwing a tantrum on her doorstep? Damn, Huey, that's low-even for you."

Huey's face burned with humiliation. "I don't want to live anymore! If you have the guts, don't interfere.

Don't try to change my mind! Daniela is merciless-she crushes her rivals without hesitation. I lost the

business war, but with my death, the world will see her true, ugly face!"

Cedric narrowed his eyes, his expression unreadable but laced with contempt. "You lost, and that makes you the victim? That's what you're telling me?"

His usual commanding tone carried a weight that loomed over Huey, making it feel as if he were a mere 00ook bonoath Cadric'e towering precence Huey sensed control slipping through his fingers, the conversation unraveling faster than he could salvage it.

Cedric fell silent, arms crossed, his sharp gaze drilling into Huey like a judge awaiting a confession.

Huey's gaze dropped to the dizzying height below, his stomach twisting as terror coiled inside him.

A fall from this hundred-story tower meant certain death.

Panic flickered in Huey's eyes. Where was the safety net Hackett had assured him of? His gaze darted to Hackett, seeking an answer. Where was the rescue team? Where was the damn net?

Cedric caught the hesitation in Huey's stance, the flicker of doubt in his eyes. "Huey, are you coming down or not?"

Huey clenched his teeth, jaw tightening as if that alone could hold his resolve together.

Cedric's voice was ice-cold. "Step down now, and you might still save face. But wait until the crowd disperses and slink down in shame? That would be truly humiliating."

Huey's face lost all color, a sickly pallor settling over him.

Instinctively, his feet inched back, away from the ledge.

"Huey!" Hackett's voice suddenly sliced through the air, sharp and urgent.

Startled, Huey whipped around, his balance teetering on the edge.

A collective gasp swept through the crowd, the tension thick enough to choke on.

Cedric's brows knitted together. Without hesitation, he shot his hand out.

Huey was a scoundrel, no doubt, but Cedric wasn't about to let him die on Elite Lux's turf.

"Cedric!" Huey dangled helplessly, feet searching for something solid. His eyes brimmed with tears, panic raw in his voice, "Don't let go! I don't want to die!"

Cedric bent forward, his grip tightening around Huey's hand like a vice. Hackett hurried to Cedric's side, his gaze cool and impassive as he observed the scene.

Huey lifted his head, locking eyes with Hackett's detached, unreadable stare.

"Comeon!" Hackett dropped into a crouch, stretching out his armn. "Huey, take my hand! Hold on tight!"

Huey's instincts took over; his hand shot forward.

He was sure he had grasped Hackett's hand. But then, Hackett shook off his hand, as if Hackett wanted him dead.

A jolt of shock ran through Huey, leaving him frozen, his mind struggling to process what had just happened.

His moment of hesitation cost him-his fingers slid dangerously from Cedric's grasp.

Cedric's frown deepened. Without wasting a second, he lunged forward with both hands. "Hold on!"

In the next heartbeat, a rush of hands grabbed Cedric, anchoring him, as together they hauled Huey up.

Huey collapsed onto solid ground, his legs useless beneath him, his whole body trembling like a leaf in a storm.

He turned to Hackett, mouth agape, disbelief etched into his face.

Hackett, still reeling from the moment, pulled Huey into a tight embrace. "Huey, what the hell happened?Why didn't you hold on? You scared me half to death! If you'd fallen, how could I ever face your family?"

His face carried a perfect mask of concern, not a single crack in the performance.

Huey,still dazed, stared blankly, questioning if the last few moments had even been real.

The entire spectacle had spiraled into a nightmare.

As they escorted him away, Huey cast one last glance at Cedric.

Opposite Cedric, Daniela stood, her voice low, her expression one of quiet concern.

Huey dropped his qaze, shoulders heavy with exhaustion, and silently followed the others.