Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 680: Various Methods, Meeting Noah Reyes (1)_1

Hearing the sound of the car, Deon Myers stood up and walked outside, pleased to see Hansen Ruiz approaching with his men. He greeted them with a light smile.

"Mr. Ruiz," Deon greeted as he stopped in front of Hansen Ruiz and extended his hand for a handshake.

Hansen Ruiz also shook his hand, smiling. The two of them, both smiling, seemed like good friends.

"Mr. Myers, you have a pretty unique way of inviting people. If you really wanted to see me, a phone call would have sufficed. I assure you, I would have come immediately. I’m quite interested in this place," Hansen Ruiz smiled genially, his eyes curving into smiles as well, with no hint of anger in his tone.

As Deon led Hansen Ruiz inside, he laughed and said, "Mr. Ruiz is an honored guest. Of course, we had to send someone to invite you personally. I should have gone myself, but I was tied up with some last-minute matters, so I had to send my people instead. I hope it didn’t alarm Mr. Ruiz."

"Mr. Myers, you speak Syrena Language so well, it’s as if you are one of the Syrena people."

Once they entered the house, Hansen Ruiz made himself comfortable on the luxurious sofa.

The few who had been sent to bring Hansen Ruiz back stood beside Deon Myers, seemingly to bolster his presence in an attempt to overwhelm Ruiz with their aura.

After sitting down, Hansen Ruiz leaned back comfortably in the sofa chair and promptly suggested with a smile, "On the way here, I got quite thirsty. How about brewing some Biluochun tea to quench my thirst?"

Deon Myers laughed, gave a knowing look to someone behind him, and tea and refreshments were soon being prepared.

"I’ve heard that Mr. Ruiz is approachable, and seeing you today, it’s indeed true," Deon Myers said, his eyes fixed on Hansen Ruiz, his smile tinged with insincerity.

Hansen Ruiz, approachable? Well, he *was* approachable, always wearing a smile, giving off an easygoing vibe indeed.

"Mr. Myers, isn’t your leader around? The Flame Gate is so mysterious. I’d really like to see the true face of your leader. I wonder if I could have the honor," Hansen Ruiz said, locking eyes with Deon Myers. This moment was his opportunity to get to the heart of his opponent’s lair, and it would be truly regrettable not to meet the opponent face-to-face.

Moreover, he also wanted to take this chance to observe on behalf of Glades Horne, because if Noah Reyes was the man who took Adele Horne’s innocence, then little Jimmy Horne must bear some resemblance to Noah Reyes.

"Mr. Ruiz, you are well informed," Deon Myers replied, evasively.

The leader had mentioned that this man was capable and proficient in gathering information. Nameless Manor had been here for some time, yet no one knew the identity of its occupants. Not only had Hansen Ruiz found out, but he also knew their leader was present. No wonder the leader had come personally to oversee matters, aiming to defeat Valence Group and allow Black Emperor Group to seize dominance in T City’s business world.

The Flame Gate was a powerful force across the Asia-Pacific Region, and it wasn’t often that one found an adversary worthy of the leader’s direct involvement. Of course, Noah Reyes’s presence in T City was not solely for the purpose of dealing with Valence. His main objective was in pursuit of a woman he had once passionately loved.

"Just a bit of information," Hansen Ruiz chuckled.

Someone brought over tea, refreshments, and fruit.

Holding the cup of Biluochun tea he specifically requested, Hansen Ruiz took a sip. Not bad. The one who brewed this must have studied the art of tea-making.

"So, Mr. Myers, go ahead," Hansen Ruiz said.

He gently set down his teacup, and Hansen Ruiz adopted an air of arrogance that seemed to say "I am the master, waiting for you to speak up." Even though he was alone, his presence seemed to dwarf Deon Myers.

Deon Myers couldn’t help but admire his composure and the way he handled the situation.

"Mr. Ruiz, you serve merely as the Assistant to the CEO at Valence Group. Don’t you feel wronged?" Deon Myers suppressed his smile, looking at Hansen Ruiz with piercing eyes.

"Mr. Myers, you serve merely as the Assistant to the leader of the Flame Gate. Wouldn’t that be considered unfair as well? With your capabilities, Mr. Myers, you could have been promoted to an elder, or perhaps even taken the position of leader," Hansen Ruiz retorted.

Deon Myers’s face tightened, and he said with some urgency, "Mr. Ruiz, I’m not talented enough. Being the leader’s Assistant is already a favor from our leader. Anything beyond that is unthinkable." He inwardly cursed Hansen Ruiz. To suggest in front of his subordinates that he should take the leader’s position—wasn’t that pushing him towards treason?

"Mr. Myers, your haste in defending yourself couldn’t be because I accidentally hit upon your true thoughts, could it? Tell you what, Mr. Myers, I feel we’re quite compatible. Why don’t you come work for me? I could make you the Assistant’s Assistant. At Valence Group, that’s quite a powerful position," Hansen Ruiz chuckled, not paying any attention to Deon Myers’s fear.

Although the Flame Gate was mysterious, he had managed to uncover some information about it.

Besides the legitimate sons of the Reyes Family from generation to generation, other surnames were strictly forbidden from assuming the position of leader. Should someone of a different surname try to seize the position, that person would be deemed a traitor to the gate, and everyone would be justified in executing them.

By speaking this way about Deon Myers, Hansen Ruiz was deliberately painting him as a traitor. Even if Deon Myers didn’t entertain such thoughts, there were others present who might harbor such suspicions, which would be extremely disadvantageous for Deon Myers.

Deon Myers’s expression grew even more serious as he said sternly, "Mr. Ruiz, in Syrena we have an old saying: ’You can eat carelessly, but you must not speak carelessly.’ I am loyal to the Flame Gate, loyal to our leader, as clear as day and night, and I hope Mr. Ruiz will not repeatedly slander me."

Hansen Ruiz once again picked up his teacup, chuckling.

Noah Reyes, who had everything in the hall under surveillance, couldn’t help but snort. Hansen Ruiz had seen through his strategy and was giving him a taste of his own medicine.

He had intended to win over Hansen Ruiz, instructing Deon Myers to invite him to the Manor. At the same time that Ruiz arrived, he had arranged for someone else to leak news that Ruiz was getting close to the people at Black Emperor Group.

He didn’t expect that as soon as Ruiz sat down, he would stir up doubts about Deon Myers’s loyalty to the Flame Gate.

He trusted Deon Myers implicitly, just as Glades Horne trusted Hansen Ruiz. If he didn’t trust Deon, he wouldn’t have kept him at his side for so long.

「Elsewhere.」

Vice President Li from Hua Art was also forcibly taken to a private room in a hotel.

Although Vice President Li was in her forties and had seen her share of the world, she was after all a woman. Being forcibly taken from her job at the company to this hotel room had frightened her. This incident made it clear that dangerous individuals had indeed infiltrated the company.

Julia was not at Hua Art today and was unaware that Vice President Li had been taken away. Adele was an Assistant, and she wouldn’t look for Vice President Li when there was nothing pressing.

Silvia Baxter was dressed in men’s clothing as usual, sitting leisurely on the sofa in the private room with a glass of fine wine in her right hand, drinking elegantly and unrestrainedly.

Vice President Li was forcefully dragged into the room by two men and forced to sit opposite Silvia Baxter.

"Who are you people?" Vice President Li struggled to maintain her composure as she glared at Silvia Baxter.