When Ryan learned that he had successfully been elected to USG.12 and was about to become the organization’s sixth government official, he felt both surprised and a bit worried, because this development was bound to arouse the jealousy of his enemies, and if they were truly vying for this position, they would stop at nothing to get it.

That very evening, at the banquet hosted by the Orvis family to celebrate their successful election to USG.12, Ryan’s suspicions were confirmed.

During the event, Ryan noticed several individuals who stood out from the other guests: they were dressed in all-black suits, wore earpieces, carried weapons at their waists, and were clearly not the family’s bodyguards. Clearly, they were assassins sent by their enemies.

Ryan had seen through their true identities, but he did not make a scene.

Instead, he had Jackman take his wife and children out of the hall, while he remained behind to confront this group.

Ryan knew they were after him.

Just then, a waiter approached, interrupting Ryan’s thoughts.

He presented a bottle of premium red wine that had been aged for many years, specifically claiming it had been sent by Hex and urging Ryan to taste it.

Ryan hesitated upon hearing this, knowing full well that the wine before him was surely tainted.

But with the other guests present and the assassins poised to strike all around him, Ryan reluctantly picked up the glass and scrutinized the poisoned wine the waiter had poured for him.

In the end, not wanting to endanger others, Ryan chose to down the poisoned wine in one gulp.

After drinking it, he forced himself to remain composed, chatting and laughing with the other VIPs, putting on an air of nonchalance.

The assassins, seeing this, did not rush to leave but waited nearby until the time was right before departing one by one.

Only after the assassins had all left did Ryan stagger to his feet from the table, but by then the poison had already seeped into his system.

Rather than induce vomiting, he slowly made his way to the center of the hall.

Faced with his wife and son’s concerned questions, he collapsed to the floor before he could utter a word.

He waved his hand to stop Jackman, who was about to call an ambulance, and silently stroked his wife and son’s faces.

The excruciating pain left him unable to utter a final word; ultimately, he coughed up blood and died in his family’s arms, passing away at the estate’s dinner party.