Delta glanced at the man. “Sorry, the Marcille Faction belongs to the Colton Group, and people expect to see a Colton son running it. If Wolfram gets back, the most he’s going to do is show up. I’m still taking over… at least until the end of the year. If we fail to get my desired score, I have to leave.”
“I’m so sure Mr. Colton Senior will give you a chance to stay, Mrs. Colton. You are handling the company so nicely.” The deputy wanted her to be instated as the real CEO; alas, she was not Colton by blood. It was always that ghost haunting the CEO’s office.
Then again, none of them heard stories of how Wolfram wanted to take back power from his wife. There were even rumors that Wolfram was lounging in his office, while Delta attended to the work of the CEO. No matter; as long as the company was running like one of the famed factions of the Colton Group…
Delta still received the chicken-scented business card. She looked over and saw the name of the CEO in front of her. It was Finlay Baker, and the name seemed to be rather familiar. This guy owned small shopping malls to fit the smaller business districts in the city. Ah, yes… This man owned the market where she used to sell her oranges. She didn’t say anything anymore and kept the card. She decided to give this man a good chance after running some background checks. After all, it was because of his wonderful fee system that she managed to sell her oranges without worrying about her spot in the market. Along the way to the private room, Delta started texting her friends to run more checks about the two CEOs that she secretly took photos of. She needed to make sure they were good acquaintances.
In the House of Ra server… Cleopatra: How do I send credits again? [Cleopatra sent 9999 credit/s to Sobek!] Akhenaten: WHAT?!?! Sekhmet: You just returned to shower the crocodile with some ka-ching?! [Cleopatra sent 1000 credit/s to Akhenaten!] [Cleopatra sent 1000 credit/s to Sekhmet!] [Akhenaten sent 999 credit/s to Cleopatra!] Sobek: HOLY— WHYYYYY Akhenaten: What did you doooooo? Cleopatra: It’s personal. I just have no other ways to send money to Sobek.
“All right.” That was all Delta said. After all, Wolfram dropped the call before she could even answer. She just pocketed her phone and took the phone on top of her desk. Picking it up, she dialed a few numbers to disseminate her own orders. She spoke in a serious tone, “Babi, prepare for a fire contingency and extraction now.” … The news of the Hermia faction building burning down after a few explosions on its foundations terrified a lot of people in the city. One of the most secured buildings just shot up in flames and black smoke just a few minutes before the workday was over. Everyone almost clogged the lobbies and the staircases, causing a stampede and blockages in different places in the building. Hermia was the oldest faction among the four, and the one that D
He asked with a soft voice, “You’re really going up there with just them? The SWAT Team they sent is still climbing. Let’s wait till they get in position first.” Delta shook her head. “Let’s continue walking. If we don’t hurry, they will begin killing people. I’m not going to be liable for a death I could have stopped.” “Aren’t you Wolfram Colton?” A detective continued with them. They crossed the burning place without fear because Wolfram brought better masks to keep them from breathing smoke. “I’m surprised you guys allowed a civilian to climb a burning building. Did your superiors tell you to stand down and go with the situation?” Wolfram glanced at the detectives as he walked with his wife. “Those guys upstairs are international criminals, after all. They probably wanted to catch those guys more than save the
The resolution of the problem was too weird for that detective, but he saw how Delta and Wolfram seemed to have handled the matter quite well. Since they couldn’t be seen together, the Red Core had left, while the SWAT Team held onto the saboteurs. When they got out, the fire department continued putting out the fire. Delta looked up at the burning building with a little squint because of the brightness of the flames. Before she could look away, they all saw how white smoke exploded on the top floor. The firefighters were spooked by it, more when another spread through the sixth floor. The other floors were also cleansed by white smoke, effectively putting off the flames in an instant. “That thing is dangerous!” The lead firefighter growled. From the residue that dropped on the ground through the windows, he figured those were concentrated chemicals that made
Delta was brushing her hair while thinking of the party they would be attending next week. She had her invitation on her table while visualizing what to wear to such a prestigious event. The invitations had been long sent, but Akhenaten very much gave theirs to Sobek. Digital versions were not accepted, so Sobek would have to mail them to everyone. Akhenaten should be doing so, but he didn’t want to pry addresses from people who still wished to remain anonymous. There was no anonymity toward a mischievous hacker like Sobek, so Akhenaten figured Sobek should be able to send them without trouble. It’s just that Sobek ended up passing the matter to Delta and Wolfram. Only Delta knew where Imhotep and the others could be found, and Wolfram promised to give it to Cleopatra. The crocodile only needed to send one to Sekhmet.
A knock came on the door. It was the maid in charge of the two kids, Lorie. She smiled at the two kids. “Miss Eine, Foxley, it’s time to get dressed for tonight’s dinner. Madam, you should start changing, too. Lena will be here in a few minutes.” “Sister Lorie, look! Mommy knows how to tie the bowtie!” Foxley showed off his bowtie, and the maid nodded in glee. He then took her hand and walked with her to his room without dragging her. “He’s already taking after his uncle…” Delta’s eyes flickered before standing up as if reminded of Eine’s request. “Let’s pick your shoes first before I get to change.” Eine held her hand and walked with her mother. “Mommy, don’t you want Wolfie to be our Daddy? You didn’t answer my question.” Delta smiled at her little girl. “It’s not
A gift? Delta figured it was Regina’s gift for Eine. Wolfram held the one for Foxley, so the other one should have been handed to her if it was expensive. The woman would smile at the grouchy old lady, but Trisha had already crossed behind her to get next to Regina’s seat. From her tote bag came a clear envelope with some folded documents and a vaccine card. She handed them to Wolfram. “There’s no name for him yet. You deal with that. Contact the veterinarian if you made changes. Starting from right now, I have nothing to do with that—” She eyed Foxley, the boy intently staring at her as she spoke to Wolfram. Trisha slowed down to make her words clear. “Ti-be-tan Mas-tiff. You hear me? I have nothing to do with that Ti-be-tan Mas-tiff anymore. Say it back.” “…Aunt Trisha has nothing to do with this Tibetan Mastif