As Jonathan left the interrogation room, Stone immediately approached. Surveillance cameras were everywhere, and with others nearby, Stone couldn’t say much. He merely gave Jonathan a subtle look, then said,
“Mr. Jonathan, the General would like to meet with you.”
At this moment, Stone was speaking in an official capacity.
Jonathan understood instantly. He nodded. “Lead the way.”
Stone walked ahead silently. Neither of them spoke. Inside, Stone was anxious.
The General’s request to see Jonathan had come out of nowhere. He didn’t know why, but it likely had something to do with White’s comments earlier.
The chip technology was too tempting—everyone wanted a piece of it.
Stone worried for Jonathan. White had clearly created this situation to make things difficult. No matter how Jonathan responded, it would stir up trouble.
Jonathan knew Stone was worried, but with so many eyes on them, he couldn’t say much. Just before entering, he patted Stone’s arm and said, “I might be a while. Call Sierra and let her know she doesn’t need to worry.”
“Got it.” Seeing that Jonathan was calm, Stone settled down too.
For anyone else, this would’ve been a huge problem. But this was Jonathan.
There was nothing he couldn’t handle.
No one knew what Jonathan and the General discussed. The meeting lasted over two hours, and Stone waited outside the entire time.
When Jonathan finally emerged, Stone breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
He glanced at Jonathan’s face but couldn’t read anything from it, so he simply swallowed his unease.
Even though Stone had called Sierra ahead of time, the fact that Jonathan hadn’t come back yet left her uneasy.
It wasn’t until he returned safely that she could finally relax.
Once they were back in their room, Sierra asked about what had happened.
When she heard that White had offered the chip to Jonathan, her brows furrowed. “He’s trying to turn you into a target.”
With the chip in hand, White was a hot commodity.
Everyone wanted that technology, and now he had handed the reins to Jonathan. How would others react to that?
Never mind whether White would actually surrender the technology. Even if he did, it would only create more problems.
Who should the chip go to?
Jonathan didn’t explain further. As the head of the Wynn family, he didn’t dabble in politics. The family’s side branches rarely did either—but appearances had to be maintained.
Still, the Wynn family was massive. One could say they held the nation’s lifeblood in their hands.
Of course people would covet that power. But no one dared to act recklessly—at least not openly.
Whatever General Roy had done behind the scenes, it worked. No one approached Jonathan afterward. He enjoyed two days of peace.
But only two.
On the third day, they received news—Victor had arrived.
“He was received by the Investment and Foreign Affairs departments. Let’s wait and see what they report.”
Jonathan remained calm as ever. His enemy was practically next door, but he showed no signs of haste.
Victor had spent the past few days learning more about Jonathan. Now, he was genuinely looking forward to meeting this younger Wynn.
He had dealt with Chase back in the day—a mediocre man in his eyes. Though Chase was the Wynn family’s eldest son, Victor had never taken him seriously. He even believed that if the family were left to Chase, they’d surely fall into decline.
But Wayne, it seemed, had better judgment—passing the family reins to his grandson, not his son.
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