Javier did not stay in Trevor’s home any longer. He came to reawaken the titan—it did not mean he was going to stay for the rumble. Solving this imbroglio between Trevor and Libby with her lover was between those two.Javier descended the stairs, got into his car, and waited quietly. He had come here alone but did not intend to go back alone.About two minutes later, the lover clambered downstairs in a flurry suggesting a panicked man running away. One look at that face and one would have thought someone had died inside. Javier doubted that was possible, though. Trevor had been suffering this abuse for years on his end. He did not endure all of that torment, saving money just to be locked up for manslaughter.Reality proved to align itself with Javier’s prediction. Another ten minutes passed before Trevor and Libby came down the stairs in tandem. As the man passed his car by, he informed Javier, “Please be patient, boss. On my way to get a divorce. Will be right back.”His impassiv
Trevor’s rage was palpable.He should be. He used to be the commander, then someone stole it away from him and framed him for more than a year. His life had been plunged straight to the nadir.However, there was more to his fury. He was angry that the nation’s technological advancement had once made it possible to take the lead before every other country. And yet a small cabal managed to stall an entire generation worth of innovation…over their myopic profit.What angered him most was that these were the very same people whose family members enjoyed clear blue skies and fresh, unpolluted air overseas. The same people who drove around in luxury cars and lived in posh mansions while insisting indignantly that they had worked themselves to their *sses to advance the nation’s technology.These were the leeches who had banished Trevor from his position of power. And now, they posed as successful names and the pillars supporting the nation’s automobile industry.Trevor did his damndest
”Where’s the professor? We’ll go meet him now and get the technology in advance—no matter how much is needed!”There must be a lot of people who were after a technology so amazing as well. Javier could already foresee someone else who was there asking for it when he got to meet the old professor!Trevor was quite close to the old professor and had decided to take Javier there. It was just that…“Boss, I need to pick up my kid first and can only go there with you after I take care of the kid.”Javier waved his hands. “No need. Just let me know the address and contact number. I’ll go on my own and call you if something isn’t right. You’ll definitely be free to answer a call.”Trevor was exceptionally delighted that Javier was as passionate as him.“Of course, I’d have the time for that. Don’t worry. I’ll call him now to talk about this.”Trevor pulled out his phone to do exactly that, only to find out that he was unable to make the call. It was only then he recalled that he had no
Javier did not answer that but asked Liam instead, “How much do I need to buy yours and your students’ patent?”Liam pursed his lips. “That’d be costly. I’m guessing probably a year’s worth of profit like what you said—if you sold 20 thousand units per month.”That would be 150 million dollars. They had just talked about the annual profit just now.According to the market rate, it seemed like a high price point to purchase the talents and patent of a technology using 150 million dollars, but Javier replied without hesitation, “Sure. These 150 million dollars won’t include your research lab and the likes as I’ll provide them additionally. I guarantee that they’ll be the most advanced the world has. I’ll have Trevor discuss that with you. He’ll make instant purchases of any equipment you need. Even if you need the Large Hadron Collider, I’ll buy it without a second word!”Liam was baffled. “You really aren’t pressed for money?”“Not at all!” Javier nodded seriously.Liam was curiou
Bejit frowned. “Why? Mr. Jepson, Technology is borderless and is shared among mankind.”It sounded cool, but Yuzuia was never seen sharing its technology with other people.Liam replied, “Because I don’t like your name.”Bejit was befuddled. “My name is great. It means blessing in our place!”Javier replied on behalf of Liam, “But you’re in our country now, and according to our understanding, you’re not exactly a blessing.”Javier even motioned around the man. “See, fat and not a blessing. Pity.”It seemed that Liam was quite sharp with names as he insisted on naming the cars after him and complained about Bejit’s name.On the other hand, Bejit finally understood what Javier and Liam meant and grew furious.“You f*cking idiots!”Javier pointed at Bejit as he told Liam, “Sell it to me. This fatty’s not going back to his home country either.”With age, Liam was not exactly surprised about certain law-breaking deeds. He answered Javier, “I don’t mind as long as you’re capable of
Javier had kept in mind Terry being sent over all of a sudden. Now that he finally had news about it, he perked up instantly.Ingrid told him through the call that Marjorie was the one who had arranged for the person who got Terry back. There was no process stated, only the result—this was how Ingrid worked because she was well aware that Javier only wanted precise results.Javier could not help frowning. He had thought that Marjorie’s sudden appearance was a little odd, but she looked absolutely pitiful back then. Thus, he had kindly let her stay since Sigmund used to follow him around like a puppy when he was younger.It was unexpected that Marjorie was actually behind this.While seated in the swivel chair, Javier began pondering.Logically, Marjorie had probably done it due to Arthur’s instruction, but it was also possible that it was William’s idea. William could have realized that Arthur was putting on a dumb act, so he had set him up. Despite that, Javier did not eliminate
What the doctor meant was obvious. He had already collected the DNA sample of Marjorie’s first love.A while later, Sigmund came back. He was surprised at the sight of Javier but greeted him with a hang of head, “Javier.”Javier studied Sigmund for a bit, seeing the kid change during his time in Xerxes Village. He had gotten fitter, darker, and plainer in how he dressed. He even looked better and more alert, no longer arrogant and insolent like he used to be.This was his growth. Javier would be happy to see such growth if Marjorie had not lied.“I brought a doctor over to do a body check for you. It’ll be fast.”Marjorie did not know what Javier wanted to do, but she dared not say anything or could do anything. She could only go along with what the man wanted. “Sig, listen to Javier. Do what he asked. He won’t harm you.”Sigmund made an “oh” sound and left with the doctor. He thought that his mother was speaking to him—well, maybe a 30% as Marjorie meant 70% of what she said to
Javier sat on his office sofa with his legs crossed. As he took a puff of his cigarette, he pondered how he should deal with William. He had already come up with an idea but thought it was not appropriate enough, so he wanted to come up with an even better idea. However, this better idea he wanted was not easy to realize. Javier could neither go against William openly nor could he do something as ridiculous as hiring a hired gun to kill William, which would only sadden the old fox. On top of that, he wanted William to suffer the full price for what he had done, which was why this was such a huge headache for Javier. Thus, after pondering for a while, Javier wondered if he should just use the idea he had at that moment since he could not come up with something else. At that moment, his cell phone rang. Javier took out his cell phone, where Thomas’s name was shown on the screen.Surprised, Javier could not figure out why Thomas would be calling him. When Javier answered the
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