Lloyd was so shocked that he almost dropped to his knees. ‘8-8…8 billion dollars? I knew that Javier was a rich man right from the moment he said he was going to spend 300 million dollars on Reivaj Media.‘But I only estimated that he’d be able to mobilize around 1.2 billion dollars at most. Combined with his company’s original capital, it should be sufficient to handle the stock exchange snipe. After all, the two companies aren’t focused on the media industry, so there’s no way he would be able to obtain even more capital.‘I would never have thought that Javier would say he’s going to spend 8 billion dollars right out of the gate. Plus, he made it seem like he’s being rather stingy about it.‘Just imagine what he’d give if he wasn’t being stingy…How much more than 8 billion dollars would he have offered?!’Lloyd thought that it all seemed too far-fetched and surreal to him. In fact, he could not help but suspect Javier was actually just bluffing. However, when he saw Mary Jan
The day Cillian passed away, he had rushed back home through the night after he was done filming. Then, after he said a few words to his son and his daughter-in-law, he claimed that he was very tired and wanted to rest for a while. However, this was a nap Cillian was never going to wake up from. Even though there was a team of medical professionals with him, they still could not resuscitate the old man and pull him from the grasp of the Grim Reaper himself. Cillian’s son had already been prepared for this long ago. Before Cillian’s passing, the doctor had already advised his son that the old man might leave at any given moment… Cillian’s wake was held on the third day of his passing, and Javier, Lloyd, Mr. Gander, and the rest rushed over. There were many movie celebrities on the scene, but most of them were older, veteran actors and actresses who were extremely saddened by the old man’s passing.Flowers filled the venue of his wake, sent by the country’s filmography organiz
On the other hand, when Javier told Ciara that he was so busy with work that he could not celebrate Christmas back home…he did not mean it. In truth, he had never celebrated it before. Meanwhile, Jade could understand that Javier had never thought of celebrating something like this. All she asked was that she stay by Javier’s side. Thus, the two of them had never celebrated Christmas before. However, they stayed at the office until very late that day, so they ended up getting something to eat on their way back.As they ate, Sam Langdon gave Javier a phone call. “Where are you, Mr. Kersey? There’s something I would like to ask your help with.”‘It’s so late at night. What sort of help could he possibly need?’Without reading too much into the matter, Javier gave Sam his address. After hanging up the phone, he carried on eating his dinner with Jade.However, while the two of them were eating and chatting merrily, a young man in his 20s walked over and brought a chair with him.
Channing was truly dumbfounded at this point. He had seen people gambling with money before, but he had never seen such a gamble! He had just been offered to play the simplest game, one match that would decide whether he’d take away around 600,000 dollars or lose 150,000 dollars. This was a very harsh game, but a very exciting one at the same time!Channing’s friends had now been attracted to Javier’s table, their eyes instantly filled with envy when they saw the stacks of cash inside the luggage. If it wasn’t for the fact that they were bound by the law, Channing’s friends would most likely have robbed Sam on the spot. Unable to contain their envy, some of Channing’s friends began egging him on. “Go on, play with him! It’s 600,000 versus 150,000 dollars. It’s a small risk for a huge return!”The others gradually began to coerce Channing into gambling with Javier with his 150,000 dollars as well. In fact, Channing wanted to gamble for the stacks of cash in front of him out
Neither Javier nor Jade had taken Channing’s fiasco seriously.In fact, a matter so trivial was not even worth becoming a conversation topic.Instead, what they were talking about was on a much higher level. During their journey back, they kept having a heated debate about which position was better. In the end, neither of them wanted to give in to the other’s suggestion, so they decided to try it out when they returned home to see which one was better. While their conversation had reached a certain climax, Javier suddenly noticed a mother and her son walking on the street, looking very dejected. Although Javier had been driving fast and he merely took a single glance, he immediately stopped the car and reversed when he confirmed that there were no cars behind him. Finding Javier’s sudden reverse move strange, she asked, “What’s the matter?”Javier replied, “I think I just saw someone I know.”Indeed, what he had thought soon came to pass. When Javier reversed all the way to t
Javier had no intention of killing the pitiful Marjorie and Sigmund. After all, the two of them were idiots and puppets that blindly followed orders. They had not committed a big sin. Not to mention that the old fox hadn't made the call to kill them, so Javier wasn't in a position to do so either. It was obvious from the old fox's decision that the two of them didn't deserve to die, so of course, Javier wouldn't kill them unnecessarily. However, he couldn't leave just like that. Javier looked at the young Sigmund and raised his hand. Sigmund thought that Javier was going to whack his head again and quickly closed his eyes. However, a moment later, he felt a gentle caress on his head. Nothing else. "Since you used to follow me around and call me brother when you were young, I'll take care of you two from now on." Javier's words made Marjorie feel overjoyed. Tears of joy flowed down her cheeks. Marjorie knew Javier well. She knew he was a man of his word and would never s
Thus, Javier sent Marjorie and Sigmund to Xerxes Village. Xerxes Village was no longer a poor and dilapidated place. After all, Javier had invested so much money into the place. Now, all the roads leading out of the mountain had been opened up. Additionally, due to the incident with Edelgard Weiss, many people had started paying attention to this place. The city council was also paying special attention to it. With so much care and attention given to the place, it was safe to say that Xerxes Village had undergone a tremendous change. At the very least, a car could drive straight to the innermost part of the village unscathed. After entrusting Marjorie and Sigmund to the village chief, Thomas Bloom, Javier stayed there for half a day to check out the recent changes in the village. The situation in the village had gotten much better. Although it had only been a few months, the changes in the village were especially apparent. Other than the successful renovation of the dangerous h
A month had passed swiftly since Javier had last spent time with Dana. It was nearly the end of the year now, so it was busy everywhere. People were either preparing for the holidays or spring cleaning, but work continued for office workers. After all, there were still a few days left until the holidays.As an office worker, Javier began getting busy too despite being a boss. He did not need to prepare things for the holidays but he needed to prepare the annual bonus for his company employees.After leaving the office, he drove to the bank. The floor manager, who was dressed decently, welcomed him with a smile.“Hello, sir. What kind of service do you need?”“I’d like a haircut.” Javier flirted upon seeing that the floor manager was quite pretty.The floor manager, whose name was Sally Kearn, froze and asked awkwardly, “Sir, can you repeat yourself? I’m afraid I didn’t catch that.”Javier replied, “Didn’t you ask what I need? I need a haircut. It’s going to be a new year, so I ne
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed