Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 1349 Kendrick Hofstead

As night descended, the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel blended with the darkness outside. The room was so dark that it was impossible to see anything.

"When are you coming?" asked Colton with a chilly edge to his voice. He was standing before the floor- to-ceiling window while admiring the night view of Florend's capital.

"I'll be there tomorrow. What's the matter? You miss me already?" The voice of the person on the other end oozed charm, especially when they deliberately drew out their vowels toward the end of their speech.

Colton was in no mood to entertain the person's flirting, though. Instead, he only stated what he needed from them. "Mm-hmm. Get here quickly with what you're supposed to bring."

"How heartless! I'm coming all this way to help you out, man."

"Beryl." He called out the person's name in a cold voice while gently swirling the glass of red wine in his hand. Suddenly, he realized that today might be the first night he didn't end up as drunk as a lord, though he didn't understand why.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore." Beryl reverted to his usual voice devoid of the initial allure.

Switching to a different posture, Colton turned around and sat on the back of the couch. The neon lights outside kept flashing as if adding splashes of color to the dark night. He knew that Beryl was being dead serious right now, which indicated that he had something important to discuss.

"It's true that they're near you, but they're lurking in the dark, while we're vulnerable in the open. We

need to be cautious in everything we do." Beryl's voice was imperturbable with a touch of iciness. This enemy was even more formidable than anyone they had faced before; one could say that they appeared out of nowhere without any warning. "There's a well-known company close by that's very powerful in Florend. Coincidentally, it's headed by a Restradian named Kendrick Hofstead."

Colton's expression turned serious the moment he heard what he had wanted to hear. "Kendrick Hofstead?" He repeated the name through slightly parted lips. In an instant, his face darkened. This name sounded familiar to him. "I know this fellow."

"You know him?" Beryl was apparently surprised by this revelation. Like them, Kendrick had Restradian citizenship, but he had been building his career in Florend, so it surprised Beryl that Colton knew this person.

"I told you a long time ago that the Gardners wanted to expand into the Florendian market, but we didn't follow up with it. Do you know why?" Colton said slowly, paying no mind to Beryl's astonishment.

"It's because of Kendrick?" asked Beryl at once; he knew he was right when Colton said nothing to this. "I didn't expect there'd be such a history between you two. Tsk, tsk." He couldn't help but click his tongue, finding it hard to believe that Colton had actually been outsmarted by this person. "But this Kendrick guy really has some nerve. I watched his interview, and he's planning to return to Restrad after this. Hasn't he ever considered the consequences of offending you? The majority of industries in Restrad are under the control of your family, you know." He suddenly felt that Kendrick wasn't as clever as the rumors suggested. How could he not understand such a simple truth?

"No, he must be quite confident, or perhaps he's planning to destroy something before returning to Restrad. That's why he's so brazen." Colton shook his head while refuting Beryl's words. How could a Restradian be doing so well in Florend without being clever? If he's indeed clever, then there's another

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Beryl was no fool, so he immediately grasped the situation after the man's explanation. "You mean he's planning to finish off the Gardners so that he can conveniently take over when he expands into Restrad?"