Solomon called Hendrick at the worst time possible. “Solomon, if you want to get yourself killed, be my guest, but don’t drag me into this sh*t! Don’t you ever come near me or I will strangle you myself, cut you into a million pieces, and feed you to the dogs. You piece of sh*t! I will not forget this!” Hendrick lashed out at Solomon through the phone. After burning all his bridges, he hung up. Solomon’s expression turned grim as the monotonous dial tone sounded in his ear. “Hendrick, you f*cker…” Furious, Solomon smashed the phone onto the table. The secretary tried to comfort him. “Sir, please calm down.” “I’ll calm your a*s down!” Solomon punched his desk with gritted teeth and bellowed, “Go find out what happened to Hendrick.” “Yes, sir.” The secretary sent some men out to investigate the matter and soon returned with an update. “Sir, the Northern Point construction site under Mystic Wood Corporation was leveled to the ground by a hundred bulldozers last night
Unbeknownst to Andrius, there was a sinister plan targeting him.After he woke up in the Royal Garden estate that spanned 14 million square feet wide, he washed up before heading to New Moon Corporation. He bought some bread for breakfast along the way. Suddenly, he saw a group of people. Upon a closer look, Andrius found that they were actually surrounding a pale elderly on the ground. The bystanders stood and watched, and no one offered a helping hand. Andrius squeezed through the crowd to the elderly on the ground. Just when he was about to take the old man’s pulse, one of the bystanders said, “Hey, his heart is not beating. Aren't you afraid that his family will blackmail you?” Andrius ignored the man and continued to take the elderly’s pulse. His heart had stopped and was in critical condition. It must have been a recurring condition that caused his collapse. If he was one minute late, the old man would have met his maker. Fortunately, Andrius was there, and the m
Should anything happen to Master Hempton in Sumeria, all of the political figures would lose their jobs. After a long and anxious wait, the doors to the ward finally opened. The group of political figures rushed inside and asked about his condition. “Master Hempton, are you feeling better now?” "I have some aged ginseng in my collection. I'll call my wife to bring it over for you." “Master Hempton, if you are feeling unwell, I’ll call my wife over to give you a massage.” Alfred simply smiled at their flattery. “Thank you for your kindness. I appreciate all of them.” A while later, the medical consultant came in with the records. All the political figures surrounded the doctor and asked anxiously, “How’s Master Hempton doing?” The doctor gave Alfred his medical records and said with a surprised look, “Master Hempton, the recurring condition that has troubled you for years is showing signs of recovery! This is a miracle!” Alfred looked at the medical records, and the
The name Castlerock Corporation surprised both Luna and her father. “Danni, what did you say?” Luna asked with furrowed brows. “Castlerock Corporation just sent us an invitation to the guild’s annual dinner!” Danni then put the invitation card on the desk. “The invitation to the Business Guild’s annual dinner?” Luna glanced at the invitation and was shocked. In previous years, Solomon had always found a way to keep them from attending the annual dinner, but this year, they received three invitation cards. What could have changed Castlerock Corporation’s mind? Harry held the invitation card in her hand and had a closer look at it. “There’s a stamp of the Business Guild on the invitation. It can’t be wrong.” Luna pondered for a moment before she asked, “Danni, did the representative from Castlerock Corporation say anything when they delivered the invitations?” “Yeah. The person who came by had a message from Mr. Solomon Stormbrew. He wants you to attend the annual dinner
“Got it.” A paunchy man in Team Five’s office hung up the phone. He lit a cigarette and took a strong puff before he looked at his team members. “Guys, Luna just called. She wants us to teach someone named Andrius Moonshade a lesson.” “Really? Hahaha!” “That punk must be really audacious to make Luna mad. We must teach him a lesson that he won’t ever forget.” “Nice. Let’s form a plan now.” The others echoed in excitement. Team Five of the Project Department was the infamous Trust Fund Team because they were children of the board members or high-ranking executives, yet none of them ever did anything properly. New Moon Corporation actually had a board meeting regarding these trust fund babies. The consensus was that they would rather spend money to keep them under control than let them go out to cause trouble. The fat man who was just talking to Luna on the phone was the team leader of the Trust Fund Team, Frank Cobalt, also known as Fatty Frank. A while later, knocks
Andrius picked up the glass and finished the liquor in one go. Fatty Frank and the others urged him. “Not bad, but there are nineteen more. Take your time.” People who were good at drinking were usually of age. Andrius was only in his 30s, so it was impossible for him to drink twenty glasses of strong liquor in one go. “Open your eyes and take a good look.” Andrius then took another glass and drained it within three short seconds. The liquor had an extremely high alcohol percentage. However, he looked fine after drinking two shots consecutively. Under Fatty Frank and the trust fund babies’ excited gazes, he reached out for the third glass. Andrius did not even pause when he drank the fourth. It happened so smoothly and naturally as if he was drinking water. “Four!” “Five!” “Six!” -“Nineteen!” “Twenty!” Soon, Andrius finished all twenty shots on the table. As he drained the last one to the final drop, he slammed it on the table with a loud thunk. Fatty Fran
“What if I don’t want to drink?” Andrius glared at everyone present coldly. “Don’t want to drink?” Fatty Frank scoffed and then looked at the man beside him. “Pip, remind me, what happened to the last guy who didn’t do as he was told?” Pip simply said, “That guy is now a carpet in my house. Furry on one side, naked on the other. My friends thought I got a lousy bear rug.” Fatty Frank then asked another man, “Denson, how about the other guy? What happened to him now?” “Well, I haven’t heard from him in the afterlife.” The man then replied with a question of his own, “Fatty Frank, how about that guy who didn’t listen to you?” “Me?” Fatty Frank looked at Andrius and raised his voice, “I’m merciful. I put him into a bottle, soaked him with formalin, and offered his body to the university for research purposes.” Threats! Brazen threats! Andrius simply ignored them and wanted to leave the room when suddenly, the door flew open with a loud thud.Startled, everyone looked at the
Everyone turned around and saw Fatty Frank standing up. As though Angel saw a beacon of hope, she screamed, “Fatty Frank, save me!” “What are you going to do about, Fatso?!” Lothar linked his fingers and cracked them. The loud pops from the joints of his fingers made Fatty Frank flinch. “Lothar, let’s talk.” Fatty Frank bit the bullet and decided to negotiate with the man. He went up to him with a flattering expression and said, “We are all from New Moon Corporation. We can pay…” “What if I don’t want your money? I just want her today,” Lothar said. Fatty Frank’s expression turned bitter. “Lothar, please…” Thud! Lothar landed a kick on Fatty Frank’s stomach. Fatty Frank’s 100-kilogram body was kicked away like a ragdoll, crashing onto the table. The seemingly sturdy table broke into pieces upon impact. Fatty Frank struggled to get up while he coughed blood out of his mouth. Lothar did not hold back with his kick at all. Had Fatty Frank been any thinner, bleeding wou