Chapter 760

Evelyn's words sent Bennett's pulse racing.

It was a bold gamble—risky yet thrilling. Playing the public sympathy card could easily backfire.

History was littered with such disasters.

Bennett frowned. "Public opinion might turn against us."

Evelyn toyed with the button on her wheelchair, her lips curving into a knowing smile.

"Of course, it's not that simple. If that killer was willing to murder for his daughter, why wouldn't he do one last good deed for her?"

Bennett's expression darkened. "Ms. Sinclair, I don’t follow. His execution is practically guaranteed. He failed to kill you—that’s the only reason he’s behind bars now. He despises us. How could we possibly sway him?"

The man was the type to burn the world down with him.

Evelyn’s smirk sharpened.

"Show him photos of his wife and daughter outside Zenith Corp. The more heartbreaking, the better. I want his wife to publicly confess his crimes on the project’s launch day. In exchange, I’ll cover his daughter’s medical expenses—for life."

Bennett stiffened. Her words hit like a shot of adrenaline, electrifying his nerves.

Unbelievable.

At the brink of disaster, Evelyn had pivoted the entire situation.

Money was nothing to her, but she refused to let it be wasted on silent extortion.

Every cent had to serve a purpose—multiplying its value a hundredfold.

"Can you handle this?"

Evelyn tilted her head, her gaze steady.

"If not, I’ll find someone else."

Bennett straightened, resolve hardening his voice. "I can."

A fierce energy surged through him. He’d clawed his way to this position, surviving corporate warfare under Alexander’s ruthless tutelage.

Backstabbing, deception—he’d navigated it all, always on edge.

But with Evelyn, battles were fought head-on. No matter the odds, she never flinched.

He thrived beside her—not because she was a woman, but because of the relentless drive she embodied.

Evelyn nodded. She trusted his capability. Negotiating with a desperate man was child’s play compared to boardroom warfare.

Alexander’s protégé wouldn’t fail at this.

"Then I’ll expect good news."

Bennett left, the fire in his chest blazing.

Once alone, Evelyn called Alexander.

She outlined her plan. He was, after all, leading the operation.

A dry chuckle crackled through the line.

"You’ve already decided. Why bother consulting me?"

Evelyn paused, then huffed. "Big Brother, delaying the project means massive losses!"

"I told you to rest. Did Bennett talk too much?"

He shouldn’t have disturbed her recovery.

"I pried it out of him. He refused to say a word—"

Alexander scoffed. Unlikely.

Since joining Evelyn, Bennett had adopted her stubbornness.

A sigh followed, laced with reluctant admiration.

"Clever plan. But funding that girl’s treatment? Wasteful."