Chapter 487 Start of The Game

Eligos sat in his office, the dim light from his desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. His fingers drummed rhythmically on the polished wood as he schemed his next move. The news that Claire would be traveling to Las Vegas for the Harris Hotel opening had reached him, and it presented a golden opportunity. Eligos smirked, the wheels in his mind turning rapidly. He wouldn’t need to make an entrance himself—Andre would be his instrument, his puppet. Revenge was a dish best-served cold, and Eligos was a master chef, meticulously planning every detail. He wouldn’t stop until Claire Peterson admitted what she did to Allan. Her lies had ruined his family, and for that, she would pay dearly. Eligos reached for his cell phone and dialed Andre’s number. It rang twice before Andre picked up on the third ring. “Hello?” Andre’s voice was cautious, tinged with a hint of anxiety. Eligos’s smile widened as he spoke, his voice smooth and almost playful. “Andre.” Andre, back at his sma