Chapter 8 - you owe me nothing

At the manager’s office, Caddaric led Ariana to the sofa and said, “I won’t take much of your time.” He went to the manager, who had brought out some documents and sat in front of him.

The manager, a man in his early forties, looking young and vibrant, seemed nervous with Caddaric’s presence. The man made a deal with him as a teenager and had come to claim what belongs to him. No one would have expected someone of that age to invest so much.

His respect for Caddaric wasn’t because of his family background but rather, the intelligence and smartness he carried. The man knew that the man before him did not only own clubs and casinos but also hotels, jewelry shops, restaurants, and real estate. He invested everywhere the opportunity presented itself and without his family, he was still worth billions at twenty-five. In a few years, he would be swimming in trillions.

“Before we start? What can I offer you?” The manager asked politely. Caddaric was flipping through pages of the documents