Chapter 192 Chapter 192
Of course, Sedenho knew Nicholas's true identity. He knew he was standing before the Emperor of the Wolf Corporation.
But, remembering Nicholas's coldness and how he had introduced himself as being “from a small department,” Sedenho understood the message: Keep my identity a secret.
He did not dare betray the will of a Wolf.
Sedenho sighed and shook his head, opting for a diplomatic half-truth.
"Edward, I've only met President Wolf twice in person. I'm not close to him, nor do I know his exact position in the company's organizational chart.
However, seeing Edward's expression—a mixture of fear and defiance—Sedenho felt a moral obligation to warn his old friend's son.
“Edward, listen carefully to what I'm going to say.” Sedenho's tone became serious. "I don't know his position, but his last name is Wolf. And he has the aura of a natural leader.
He is very likely a direct relative, perhaps a nephew or cousin of the founder, who holds real power within the family.
“The fact that he is so young and has so much autonomy proves that the family trusts him.
Sedenho placed his hand on Edward's shoulder, squeezing it tightly. ”Don't offend him. For God's sake, don't pick a fight with him. The Cassano family... we can't afford to offend the Wolf clan. They can crush us.
President Sedenho was being sincere. It was a life-or-death warning.
But to his surprise and disappointment, Edward showed no gratitude or caution.
On the contrary.
Upon hearing the words “relative” and “family,” Edward's shoulders relaxed. The color returned to his face.
A smile of relief—and arrogance—appeared on his lips.
“Ah... So he's just a relative. A minor heir.”
Edward's logic immediately distorted the warning: If he's not the owner, then he's just a nepotistic “prince” who uses the family name to intimidate people.
Edward looked at the tense President Sedenho and let out a short laugh, regaining his superior posture.
“Uncle Sedenho, with all due respect, aren't you being a little paranoid? The Wolf Corporation is huge. They must have dozens of cousins and nephews working there. He's just one of them.”
“No wonder he was so arrogant,” Edward muttered to himself, adjusting the collar Nicholas had crumpled. "He's just a dog that barks loudly because his owner is rich.
What a pity. He was just a relative, not the man with the power of the pen.
Even if Edward had offended him, the real Wolf family wouldn't start a corporate war against the Cassanos just because of a parking lot fight involving a “cousin.”
President Sedenho frowned, watching Edward's change in attitude.
He realized his words had fallen on deaf ears. Edward was blinded by his own hubris.
Sedenho sighed inwardly and withdrew his hand. I tried.
Given his relationship with the Cassano family, he had done what he could. If this young man wanted to court death and walk into the abyss, Sedenho couldn't stop him.
“Very well, then.” Sedenho's voice turned cold.
“I'm leaving now. Tell your father we can arrange a fishing trip when he has time.”
“Sure. I'll pass on the message. See you later, Uncle Sedenho.”
Edward watched President Sedenho get into his car and drive away, feeling victorious. He had “unmasked” fear.
He took the keys from his pocket and pressed the button.
The lights on his silver Porsche flashed.
Edward walked to the sports car, feeling like the king of the world again. He got in, smelling the expensive leather, and started the engine.
He had just put on his seatbelt when his cell phone rang on the dashboard.
It was an unknown number, but local.
He answered impatiently. “Hello?”
“President Cassano?” The voice on the other end was formal, cold, and authoritative. “This is the Central Police Station.”
Edward frowned. “Yes, it's me. What's going on?”
“We need you to come to the station immediately.”
“Why?” Edward replied, irritated.
“It's about Miss Claire Ford. She was arrested for assault in a public place and is in custody. She has requested your presence as her guardian.”