Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 464 Have you heard of disguise techniques?

"Isn't it the last tfor treatment?" Alaric could only address one aspect, "Let Caspian, Harry, and Elisa stay at

school temporarily. Once I'm fully recovered, I'll bring them back."

"Suit yourself."

"Alright, it's tfor you to go to work. Hurry up and get to the office," Alaric said.

"Okay," Stellan reminded, "If you feel unwell, call me."

"I know." Alaric handed her the coat, helping her put it on while buttoning it up, "It's fall, the weather is getting

cooler, and wear more clothes."

After helping her with the coat, Alaric handed her the bag, which Stellan took.

Then Alaric walked her out of the hall, watching her get into the car, and waved at her.

The driver started the car, and Stellan saw Alaric standing behind the car through the mirror. Alaric was

meticulous in taking care of people.

Once you got used to his care, you really started to becdependent on him, making it hard to manage on

your own.

But Stellan was particularly afraid of this feeling. Once you relied on someone, it becvery painful if you ever

lost them.

After seeing Stellan off, Alaric returned to the study, made a cup of coffee, and turned on the computer.

Now, Far East International had a daily unfolding. It was quite enjoyable to watch these s on the

computer screen.

Recently, Ambrose had been out of sorts at work. Ever since Ambrose and Stuart had a complete fallout, Stuart

rarely cto the office.

"Mr. Vale, these are the documents you need to sign." Tommy brought a stack of documents and respectfully

placed them beside Ambrose.

"Just leave them there." It was clear that Ambrose had no intention of looking at them now.

"Mr. Vale, you haven't seemed well these past few days. Are you feeling unwell?" Tommy asked.

"No." Ambrose asked, "Hasn't Bill returned yet?"

"Logically, he should have by now. Bill is just a witness the police want to question; they don't have the right to

detain him for so long. Should | go to the police station and ask?" "No need."

Since Denny's disappearance, Ambrose had felt uneasy. Now that Bill had been taken by Neil and hadn't

returned, Ambrose had an idea of what was going on.

Ambrose asked, "Tommy, have you heard of disguise techniques?"

"Disguise techniques?" Tommy was surprised to hear Ambrose suddenly ask this, "Of course I've heard of them,

Mr. Vale. Why do you ask?"

"Find someone who knows disguise techniques for me," Ambrose instructed, "And keep it confidential."

"Get it." Tommy accepted the task.

Then the phone in Ambrose's office rang. Seeing it was Stuart calling, Ambrose didn't want to answer, so Tommy

quickly picked up the phone. "Mr. Stuart Vale."

Hearing Tommy's voice, Stuart was slightly taken aback. Although he had explained that the tiger head tattoo on

his arm had no significance, Stuart clearly didn't believe him. So Stuart was still wary of him. Until he figured out

Tommy's true background, he had to show srespect.

Stuart said, "Where's Ambrose? Tell him to cto my office."

Tommy looked at Ambrose to seek his opinion. Seeing Ambrose nod, he replied, "Okay, Mr. Stuart Vale."

After hanging up the phone, Tommy worriedly said, "Mr. Ambrose Vale, Mr. Stuart Vale must be upset about the

last incident. Will it be dangerous for you to go now?" Dangerous?

He used to be very afraid of Stuart, always being cautious around him. But now that they had fallen out, he could

only confront him head-on.

Although Stuart still held the power, Ambrose had been at Far East International for many years, and his abilities

were well recognized.

If it cto a confrontation and people had to choose sides, He still had a shot.

In the business world, people would rather offend the older one than the younger one. Ambrose had a good

chance, and even if he lost, he could leave Far East International with his current assets and start over. Once he

had nothing to fear, he no longer felt intimidated by Stuart.

"You wanted to see me?" Ambrose asked coldly as he entered Stuart's office.

Ambrose's attitude was completely different now. When Ambrose truly feared nothing, Stuart felt a bit scared.

Thinking about the tStuart was almost pushed off the top floor, he still felt a lingering fear.

"Todd's death, there's no evidence proving you did it, so I'll believe you for now," Stuart said. "I called you here

to tell you that Alaric's treatment is almost over. Once he's fully recovered, it will be hard to kill him."

"So what are you suggesting?" Ambrose directly retorted, "That | should kill him?"

Hearing this, Ambrose let out a cold laugh, "Now Neil is desperate to find a whole crowd to scrutinize me. If I go

to kill Alaric now, it's like askingto die."

Ambrose continued, "Stuart, you're really good at scheming. I kill Alaric, then | get caught, and you get to enjoy

the benefits. If you want to avenge Todd so much, why don't you go kill him?" "You're old enough and have lived

long enough. If you miss Todd so much, just die with Alaric. You can avenge Todd and reunite with him. It's a win-

win." "Ambrose!"

Stuart slammed the table and shouted his nangrily. Ambrose also slammed the table and fiercely reminded

him.

"Stuart, don't talk tolike that again, and don't orderto do anything. I'm not afraid of you anymore. From

today on, | call the shots in this company!" Stuart said, "Ambrose, you're too arrogant. Far East International is

still in my hands. If | want you gone, you have to leave whenever | say so!"

"Just try it. If you dare announce my dismissal at the board meeting, I'll rebel. Let's see if the shareholders of Far

East International support you ormore!" With that, Ambrose slammed the door and left. After Ambrose left,

Stuart was furious.

He clutched his chest and quickly took a pill from the drawer.

Alaric watched the scene unfold through the surveillance and suddenly found the coffee even smoother.

With Stuart and Ambrose at odds, Stuart would seek help from his supporters, who would gradually reveal

themselves.

When that tcame, they could catch them all in one go. He hoped that day would csoon; he didn't want

to see these bastards causing any more damage to the world any longer!

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