Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1151

King stayed quiet, just staring ahead while helicopters buzzed above, showcasing the heavy support from the other side. The North American families, relics of a wartime era, had a deep-rooted legacy. If it weren't for the Lynch family's strength, they might have already For the first time, King realized there were battles he couldn't win. If this was happening in Saudi Arabia, he wouldn't be worried about Brielle's safety. He'd unleash the full power of the nation against these ungrateful foes. Should he trust Brielle like Max suggested? The

perished in this conflict.

thought of her getting hurt filled him with unbearable guilt and pain.

King glanced at Dustin, who seemed more relaxed while talking to Raymond on the phone about the involvement of several families in the fray. "So, they're using loved ones as leverage?" Dustin asked, piecing it together.

Raymond sat among a group of middle-aged men, the heads of families yet to join the chaotic fight. They'd received threats too, their deceased prodigies used as leverage against them. But they'd chosen to forsake these bonds, valuing interests above all else. To those driven by greed, only the promise of gain could sway them.

After Dustin's call, Raymond quickly gathered these individuals. "Dad, propose a plan. If they join us, the Lynch family will offer twenty percent of our diamond resources," he suggested.

Such a proposition was enough to make waves globally, tempting even the most hesitant. The uncertainty of facing an organization that had the Lynch family and Saudi Arabia at their limits was daunting. The fear of losing everything with no one left to inherit their wealth made them pause.

But then, another offer broke the silence from a phone on the table. "Those willing to join the fight will get a three-year oil agreement from Saudi Arabia."

The combination of twenty percent in diamond resources and a lucrative oil deal was too irresistible. Those on the fence quickly made up their minds. "I'm in!"

"Count me in too!"

"Such an organization shouldn't exist!"

"My family's been bugged by their spies for too long. It's time they were dealt with!"

Raymond knew their motivations weren't rooted in hatred for the organization. After all, those willing to abandon their own kin had the hardest resolve. They sought resources, pure and simple. As the saying goes:

With a ten percent gain, they become interested.

At fifty percent, they take risks.

At a hundred percent, they're willing to trample all laws.

And at three hundred percent, they'd risk the gallows.

To sway these material-driven families, the division of resources was undeniably the most effective strategy. With fifty-three families now ready to stand against the opposing factions, Raymond sighed in relief, sharing the news with Dustin.

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Dustin, looking out into the night, felt uneasy. He had a hunch the battle wouldn't be that straightforward. Whoever was orchestrating this had to have anticipated their move to rally more support. As dawn approached, with Saudi Arabia's substantial reinforcements on their way, the combined forces would swiftly overwhelm the organization's stronghold, aiming to eradicate this malevolent entity once and for all.

What ace could the enemy still have up their sleeve? Could it be their mother? But if she truly had been taken hostage, negotiations with the Lynch family would have started by now.