Chapter One hundred and eighteen

With that, Carissa retrieved her phone and dialed Brett's number.

"Carissa, why the early call?" Brett asked groggily, appearing as though he had just been roused from sleep by her ring.

"Uncle, I need your assistance with something."

"What's the matter? Why the urgency?"

Brett sat up in bed, clutching his phone in one hand and searching through his scattered clothes with the other, trying to locate the outfit he had carelessly tossed aside the day before.

"I've heard about a potential collaboration between Hanhover Company and Hcorp. Can you help me uncover the nature of this collaboration and determine Dominic's next move?"

"Looking into business matters?" Brett was now fully alert.

Carissa had never previously requested his help in delving into the contracts and secrets of others. Was her situation truly dire now?

"Carissa, be honest with me. Are you facing difficulties right now? If things worsen, remember you always have the option to return and inherit your father's estate. Our