"You're the board chairman?" Faris was in disbelief. Alexander was the chairman of that prestigious school!There was no more room for talk; it was like showing off in front of a master swordsman."Is buying a school supposed to be difficult?" said Alexander as if it was the easiest thing in the wor
"Mister Kane, you've got it all wrong. We're here to spread some cheer," Brandon backpedaled quickly, trying to smooth things over.Alexander scoffed, his fingers dancing over the contract spread out on the table. "New Chesire Group is in the red, and you think fifteen million gonna save you? That's
Life settled into a pleasant rhythm for Alexander. His days were filled with simple joys: dropping his daughter off at school and strolling through the shops with his wife. It was a good life, indeed.Meanwhile, the stock of New Chesire Group was on a nosedive, teetering on the brink of collapse. Ho
The Quantz family?The Wyverna Quantz family was a name known far and wide, a force few in the martial world dare to cross."We're in a rush here, so if you'd be so kind as to step aside," Cimarron requested, barely keeping the irritation at bay.They would typically show the Quantz family the prope
Seconds and minutes ticked away. What was only half an hour felt like an eternity to some."Alexander, time's up. Where are your guests?"Xever's voice cut through the silence of the room, snapping everyone to attention. The anticipation was palpable, like the moment before a lottery winner was anno
It was Davis Lindsey!"Who would've thought Mister Lindsey would join the lenders? This just got a whole lot more interesting."He was a diminutive elder, the big boss of the unlisted Darrow Investment Company. His wealth was a mystery.The business moguls in the know understood that he was the voic
"We're outta here!"Xever's face was a mask of fury as he hissed a curse and turned to storm off with his crew in tow.The perfect trap they had set had been sprung by Alexander, leaving Xever with no choice but to slink away in disgrace.The Quantz family had launched a surprise raid, hoping to top
"Why the panic, Mister Nabors? You've got the Quantz family's protection." Iskra lounged on the couch, nonchalantly watching Ultraman and snacking on chips, the picture of contentment.He was a headstrong youth, oblivious to the danger, convinced that the Quantz family's intervention would send Alex