Chapter 884

Chapter 884:
Yet, despite all the hardship, Stella had forged a resilient personality. She had managed to grow close to William, and that intrigued Amon.
Seated beside him, Zachary Ford, Amon’s childhood friend, glanced at the screen.
“Amon, are you interested in this woman?” Zachary asked. “She’s with William now. Are you sure you want to go down that road? Didn’t your dad warn you to stay clear of William’s business when you got back?”
Zachary and Amon had known each other for years, though their paths had diverged after Amon was sent abroad while Zachary stayed behind for school. Amon hadn’t kept up with all of William’s moves from overseas, but Zachary knew the score. William was calling the shots now—at the Briggs Group and in the elite circles of the city. His influence was unmatched.
Even though Amon was William’s cousin, there was no special treatment for him. William didn’t tolerate weakness or any challenge to his authority.
Amon raised his glass of whiskey, the ice clinking, and let out a soft laugh, a mocking note in his voice. “That old man’s locked up. What right does he have to tell me what to do? He’s a loser, with no power left.”
Zachary gave him a pointed look. “Your dad’s just biding his time in there. With his connections, he could be out any minute, you know.” Zachary doubted Alonzo could be so easily defeated by William.
Amon went silent at that, but deep down, he knew Zachary was right. Alonzo wasn’t stuck in prison.
William was determined to keep Alonzo locked up, especially for Stella’s sake. William would go to any length to ensure Alonzo stayed behind bars for life. But Amon didn’t…
Amon didn’t care much for his father’s fate. Alonzo’s imprisonment wasn’t what would push him to make any drastic moves. For now, Stella had his attention. She was like a rare, dangerous flower—a desert rose. Beautiful, yet thorny and untouchable. She had the power to draw anyone in. Amon saw that clearly, and if all she wanted was the status of being with a Briggs, then he could offer that.
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But if she really cared for William, Amon knew that would be her biggest mistake. For now, he was curious to see how Stella would treat him, her savior on two counts. A sly grin crept across his face, and Zachary shuddered, sensing trouble.
“Amazing how your family can’t stop fighting with each other, even though you’re all supposed to be related. Honestly, though, teaming up with William wouldn’t be the worst thing. Why go through all this?” Before Zachary could say more, Amon cut him off sharply.
“Team up with William?” he scoffed. “What a ridiculous idea.”
Amon would never align with William. Not in a million years. The Briggs family was a battlefield, and Amon, like William, was a warrior in that battle. One wrong move, one misstep, and everything could be lost. If he ever even thought of making peace with William, all the years spent in the Briggs family would have been for nothing.
If he didn’t make a move first, William would eliminate him without hesitation. So, for Amon to ever side with William? That would never happen—not in this lifetime.
Out on the balcony of the Briggs mansion’s study, William stood rigid as the night wind swept over him, carrying the faint fragrance of the garden. Even so, the shadow on his face betrayed nothing but displeasure. Luca’s report had struck straight into his nerves.
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