Twisted Fates: A Game of Love and Retribution

Kingsly Scott responded with a question of his own. "What's it to you?"

Leo Thompson clicked his tongue. "Seems like you didn't get anywhere... That's puzzling; who could resist our Kingsly?"

Kingsly remained silent.

Leo shrugged. "But a proud person like you needs to face setbacks occasionally, or else nothing in this world would ever challenge you."

Kingsly glanced up at Leo. "Are you so free? Should I have Helen call Maggie to send you home to take care of the kids?"

"No, no, no," Leo waved his hands emphatically, clearly alarmed, and quickly plastered on a flattering smile. "Mr. Scott, please overlook my earlier comments."

Kingsly returned his focus to the documents.

Leo, irritated but unable to resist, spoke again. "Kingsly, seeing you in a bad mood, did you really hit a wall with Miss Foster? Did she fiercely resist your advances that night?"

Kingsly gave him a cold look. "Do you really want to go home?"

"Whoa, such a strong reaction—frustrated desires, or did Miss Luna suddenly start keeping you in line?"

Kingsly smirked. "A single Rachel Foster isn't enough to affect my marital relationship."

"So you're saying Rachel Foster isn't special to you, but I find her quite attractive. Just her pure appearance is enough to make a man's heart itch. If I were single, I'd definitely pursue her..."

Kingsly curled his lips. "If you want your life to go down the drain, then go ahead and pursue her."

"God, are you serious about her?" Leo exclaimed.

Kingsly smiled. "Looks like you won't be able to explain this to your wife."

Leo's face fell. "My wife saw your car with Rachel Foster on Champs-Élysées this morning. She was worried her good friend was being deceived by her husband, so she sent me to investigate... I'm doomed. How am I supposed to explain this to her?"

"Tell her the truth."

"I can't," Leo said nervously, looking at Kingsly. "Mr. Scott, I can't afford to offend you."

Kingsly laughed.

"Hey, buddy, give me an exclusive scoop, I promise I won't tell anyone—does Miss Foster have feelings for you?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself?"

"Haha, do you want to know too?" Leo sprinted away. "I'll go ask for you now."

Watching Leo's quick departure, Kingsly's lips curled into a deep, knowing smile.

Helen entered, followed by a young, tall, and handsome man.

Kingsly leaned back in his chair, adjusting to a comfortable position, and looked at the newcomer. "You must be Noah Foster?"

Noah nodded respectfully to Kingsly, speaking with admiration. "Mr. Scott, it's an honor to meet you. You're my idol, and joining Titans Group is a dream come true for me."

Kingsly smiled, noticing the similarity between Noah and Rachel Foster, a fleeting inscrutability in his eyes. He then rose. "Noah, welcome to Titans Group."

Faced with Kingsly's offered handshake, Noah was overwhelmed. "Thank you, Mr. Scott. I'll definitely work hard."