Chapter 4. A Shocking First Step

Darren felt his heartbeat quicken upon hearing Ms. Vina’s response. “To my father’s account?” he asked for confirmation. Bu Vina nodded in response. “I don’t think that’s possible. All of my father’s accounts have been transferred to my name. Everything concerning the company has been handed over to me.”

Ms. Vina looked at Darren with a confused expression. “But the financial reports show funds flowing into your father’s account. The company profits are divided into two, sixty percent and forty percent. Both accounts are under Mr. Harison’s name.”

Darren felt a surge of unease. “If everything has been transferred to me, how could funds still flow into my father’s account? Something isn’t right here, Ms. Vina. This means the company’s net income isn’t just going to me, but also to that account.”

Outside, thunder roared, and rain began to pour heavily, its sound mirroring the tension in the air. The atmosphere in the restaurant grew slightly ominous.

A notification appeared on Darren’s phone. He checked it. It was a message from Keisha, “Darren, tomorrow I’ll deliver my job application. Wish me luck!”

Darren’s expression changed slightly. He suddenly realized the number he had given Keisha was his personal number as Darren. A wave of worry crossed his mind but quickly passed as he began formulating a plan.

“Ms. Vina, I’ll handle the matter of the second account. I want you to help me place an acquaintance of mine in the company headquarters. I don’t want anyone in the company to know that I recommended them. It would be even better if no one knew you helped them either.”

“Alright, Mr. Darren. I’ll take care of it!”

After their final exchange, the two enjoyed the meal they had ordered. Not long after, they left the restaurant. Darren, accompanied by a chauffeur, drove his luxury car to a relatively secluded area. He made a phone call as they traveled.

“Sir, stop here!” Darren instructed.

The car stopped. The chauffeur quickly got out, opening the door for Darren. Darren thanked him as he stepped out of the vehicle.

Not long after, a rugged man dressed in all black with a leather jacket arrived on an old motorbike Darren’s usual disguise. His sunglasses added to his intimidating aura, his expression hard and resolute.

The man stopped his motorbike not far from Darren, approached him, and bowed respectfully. He then handed the motorbike key to Darren.

“Tell ‘Spy Eye’ to prepare the documents to consolidate the company accounts into one under my name. I also want him to take control of the company’s second account and investigate all its transactions!”

“Understood, sir!”

Darren’s words were firm. The man responded with utmost respect before departing. Darren then left the scene on the old motorbike, returning to his modest apartment as Kemal Halim.

The following day, Keisha arrived at the headquarters of Anugerah Langit Corporation. She took a moment to greet Darren, disguised as a security guard. After a brief conversation, Darren directed her to meet the company’s HR manager.

Keisha met the manager, Mr. Heru, and submitted her application documents. After reviewing them, Mr. Heru nodded approvingly.

“This is an impressive CV. I believe you deserve an opportunity to work here. Are you ready to start today?” he asked.

Keisha beamed with joy and eagerly accepted the offer. After a lengthy administrative process, Keisha was finally seated at her new desk amidst the bustling environment of the Finance Department, surrounded by the sounds of keyboard clattering and the murmurs of focused colleagues.

Shortly afterward, a neatly dressed middle aged man, around 45 years old, called her over. “Keisha, come into my office for a moment,” said Mr. Jaya, the Finance Department Manager, in a firm tone.

Keisha followed him into his office. Once the door closed, the atmosphere became formal. Mr. Jaya sat behind a large wooden desk, studying Keisha with a probing look.

“Welcome to the Finance Department. I hope you’re ready for this job,” Mr. Jaya said, though his tone hinted at skepticism. “There’s something I’d like to ask you.”

Keisha smiled and nodded respectfully. “What is it, sir?”

“I don’t understand how you were placed here so quickly. This is quite an important position, yet I don’t see sufficient work experience in your background.”

A wave of tension hit Keisha. “I don’t understand it myself, sir. I just followed a friend’s advice to apply here. Mr. Kemal, the security guard, suggested I try,” she replied calmly.

Mr. Jaya stared at her intently as if trying to discern the truth behind her words. He had already investigated her background and found no connections to any influential figures in the company.

“Do you really not know?”

Keisha nodded firmly. “I honestly have no idea.”

Her sincerity seemed to ease the tension in the room slightly. Mr. Jaya returned to his files, then sighed heavily.

“Alright, Keisha. I’ll give you a chance. But remember, there’s room for no mistakes here. Work diligently, and don’t hesitate to ask for help if you need it.”

“Thank you, sir. I’ll do my best,” Keisha replied, feeling somewhat relieved.

After their meeting, Keisha returned to her desk, determined to make a good impression. She had, after all, spoken the truth.

One Week Later

“Mr. Baron, urgent news!”

“What is it?”

Baron’s voice was sharp. He had been busy at the branch office when he received a call from the headquarters’ Head Manager. The caller’s nervous tone made him uneasy.

“All the company’s financial accounts have been transferred. Mr. Darren has created a new company account, replacing the old ones. All company transactions will now go through the new account. Even the owner’s profit account has changed it’s now solely under Mr. Darren’s name.”

“What?! How could this happen? Why wasn’t I informed beforehand?” Baron barked.

Nervously, Leo, the Head Manager, explained that everything had been done swiftly and directly by Darren’s lawyer. No one dared to protest, as it was entirely within the rights of the company’s owner.

“Hmmm… that boy is truly troublesome. I didn’t expect him to be this clever. But on the second account he won’t be able to take control of that. There’s a significant amount of money stored there!” Baron said, a smug grin forming.

“N-no, Mr. Baron. That account has also been taken over. We can no longer access it…”

Baron’s expression turned grim.

BANG!

“Damn it!” he cursed, slamming his desk. “That brat dared to declare war on me! I’ll make sure he meets the same fate as his father,” he growled, his eyes burning with rage as he ended the call.