Chapter 325: The dinner at Thomas’s place
Justin stared at Dylan, utterly baffled. "You want Nicholas to handle Mr. Blair!"
"Tsk," Dylan scowled at him, irritation flashing across his face. "Are you a dump?"
Justin scratched the back of his head. ’Did I say something wrong?’ he wondered.
Dylan clarified sharply, "I don’t need Nicholas to deal with Blair directly. His job is to handle the development project in that area." He picked up the folder, flipping through the incriminating photographs.
"As for Mr. Blair," he held up the photographs, "these pictures are more than enough to stir up a scandal."
Dylan tossed the photos onto the table. "Upload these photos on every social media platform. Spread the word that he is the true mastermind behind my parents’ deaths and that he used Lydia as his pawn to get what he wanted."
Leaning back in his wheelchair, Dylan intertwined his fingers, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Let’s see if he is still eager to protect her once his reputation is in shambles."
Justin’s confusion morphed into understanding. A knowing grin spread across his face. "Consider it done, sir. Just wait for tomorrow’s headlines." Collecting the photographs, he left.
Dylan picked up his phone and quickly dialed Ava’s number. The line connected after just a few rings.
"Hello, Dylan? Are you coming?" Ava’s voice sounded bright and cheerful; her excitement evident.
"Yes, didn’t you see my message?" he asked, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.