Frederick sneered and asked, "Eva, see that? If you had taken the pill earlier, you'd be in the same situation." Eva's eyes widened with shock. She wondered, "But those pills were made from herbal ingredients. How could they be harmful?" Frederick explained, "Even though the pills seem harmless, if you combine them with a mystic arrangement, they turn into deadly poison!" He pointed to a corner vase and continued. "These three roses here have been tampered with and placed in the worst spot in your office. It sends bad energy back to the person who owns the space. "Your desk is set up in a spot with the most intense negative energy. If you stay in that position for too long, you're just going to absorb all that negativity. Additionally, the meticulous arrangement of other items in your office, such as the aquarium, the sculpture, and even the shoe rack, creates a curse known as Cupid's Chain. "If you take the pill, the curse gets activated. You'll become helplessly obsessed with
Jennifer showed up behind the crowd, dressed in a professional business suit, black stockings, and high heels.Her presence was imposing, catching everyone off guard."Nothing's going on! We're just about to leave!"Nobody expected that their strict and no-nonsense vice president would show up because of the commotion."Ms. Presley, Ms. Smith, what's with you two?" Jennifer crossed her arms, looking at them with a stern expression. "Are you starring in a jealousy drama? Don't forget, you're in management—you should set a good example! In the future, I don't want to see this kind of behavior that harms our company's image happen again!"The two women exchanged nervous looks and forced strained smiles."Okay, we're leaving now!"Jennifer then walked up to Frederick and said coldly, "I just approved your full-time position, and here you are, not working, trying to charm your female supervisors! Frederick, can you do something that's not annoying for once?"Frederick felt a wave of
"If you're willing, I'll meet any outrageous demand you have!" Marissa said with a flirtatious glance. "I can even dress up as any character you desire!" Disgusted, Frederick smacked her hand away and retorted sharply, "You could strip naked and throw yourself at me, and I still wouldn't be interested. Get lost!" He roughly pushed her aside and left the room quickly. To him, Marissa represented the worst sort of woman—no matter how physically attractive, she just turned his stomach. Inside the hotel room, Marissa's eyes followed Frederick with venom. "Frederick! How dare you reject me?” she muttered. “You'll regret what you've done today!" Suddenly, a man in a dark robe appeared. He smiled sinisterly and asked, "And what would you do to make him pay?" Startled, Marissa blurted out, "Who are you? Stay back, or I'll scream!" "Don't be afraid, I'm Mr. Z." He nonchalantly tossed a cheque on the table—a whopping million dollars. "I'm interested in what you offered him. Deal?"
Ivan had brought a crew of tattooed thugs with him. They closed in around Frederick, forming an impenetrable circle. "Were you the one who sent that photo to the company group chat?" Frederick asked. He was already boiling with anger, his eyes furious as he faced Ivan. Ivan laughed heartily and admitted, "You can't blame me for that. I just played your own game! “You're the one who allowed yourself to get into a compromising position and handed me the leverage. So, I decided to show it to everyone and make sure to ruin your reputation!" He turned to a menacing-looking man beside him and said, "Don, this is the guy who beat up several of your men at my office." Donnie Brasco had a cigarette dangling from his lips. He sized Frederick up and said with a smirk, "Oh! So, you're the one with the guts to hurt my guys, huh? You owe me a million dollars in medical bills. Pay up, or you'll spend the rest of your life in a hospital!" Frederick shot back, "How about I give you ten millio
Frederick's gaze was icy and intense. "Spill!” he snarled. “Who gave you the photos and told you to post them in the company group chat?"Frederick doubted Marissa could come up with this plan alone. Someone else had to be involved.Ivan suddenly smirked, his grin cold. "I just remembered—you can't kill me because I'm Director Zeke's man. If you do, Zeke will come after Jennifer, and she might even lose her position! She's only twenty-seven, and already the CEO of the company, but a lot of people in her family are jealous of her!"Frederick didn't react. "Fine, I won't kill you."Ivan got cocky and mocked, "Then let me go! You can fight, loser, but that's all. You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear!"Smack! Before Ivan could finish, Frederick's hand shot across his face, knocking out a front tooth.Ivan screamed in rage, "You mother—"Smack! Smack! Smack!Frederick didn't give him a chance to finish. He kept slapping him; his hits were relentless and rhythmic."Arg
"Captain Zephyr, we've investigated, but there are no witnesses nearby. Whoever did this is likely a top-tier expert. Could the murderer be a member of the Tiger Faction or one of the Great Four Warrior Clans?" said a member of the law enforcement team. Willa frowned. "I need to find out who this expert is. Go ahead! Look into this!" Just then, someone rushed in with urgent news. "Captain Zephyr, we received an emergency order. The higher-ups want us to report that Donnie was causing trouble in the streets, and our team shot him dead!" Willa's expression changed dramatically. "Again? Last time, with the Ripper incident, the mayor's office ordered us to take credit even though our team didn’t solve the case!" "Maybe your dad is trying to help you get ahead," a subordinate replied awkwardly. "Cut it out!” Willa snapped. “I became Captain Zephyr because of my hard work. It has nothing to do with my dad being mayor!" "Yes, Captain..." Willa frowned as she recalled the man who
Frederick felt uncomfortable. He glanced around and asked, "Ms. Smith, don't you think you're a bit much? Everyone is staring at us."With a beaming smile, Jasmine replied, "They're just jealous!"Frederick's mouth twitched, unable to form a response."By the way, you mentioned Jen was in danger here, right? But it doesn't seem like there are any traps, from what I can tell," Jasmine said, shifting the topic.Frederick shook his head, explaining, "Danger often hides in the shadows. It's not absent; it just hasn't shown itself yet."Meanwhile, Jennifer was upstairs in a business meeting. When she saw Jasmine and Frederick, displeasure flickered across her face. Why was he here? Did he show up at the banquet, trying to irritate her even more?"Would you like me to deal with him?" Donovan made the suggestion with malicious intent.Jennifer dismissed the idea. "Leave it. Just ignore him. I don't want him to interrupt my networking here." She had planned meetings with several b
Jennifer was well aware that Frederick, who came from a modest background, wasn't familiar with the games played by the wealthy elite. Despite their laid-back appearance, Stan and his friends were worldly and accustomed to high society, having grown up with one-on-one tutoring and luxurious international education. In terms of various skills, they far surpassed the average person. Moreover, betting a million on a game with such poor odds was a sure path to disaster. Jennifer's expression was stern as she said, "You're just a low-wage worker earning a few thousand a month. What will you do if you lose? How will you cover a million-dollar debt? Your family struggled to raise you; don't ruin your life trying to show off." After a moment of shock, Stan and his friends burst into laughter. "Man! We seriously thought you were a wealthy child in disguise; however, you are a poor child earning a pitiful wage." "If you can't afford to play, then scram! This isn't a game for someone