All Chapters of The Ace at the Apex: Chapter 711 - Chapter 720

Freddy turned around and ran his eyes over the secretary’s long legs with a grin.“What’s the emergency? Are you in heat and need my help to help put the fire out?”The secretary was embarrassed. Although she knew that she was bound to be taken advantage of by Freddy, this was obviously not the time for that. What she wanted to say was something else, something that was incredibly frightening.“The security guards downstairs said that two men knocked out all the guards in the company and are making their way over here right now.”“What?!” Freddy was taken aback.Another voice rang out immediately. “You heard right. Two men have incapacitated all your security guards, but to be precise, it’s not two men because I didn’t do anything. It was all him.“And now…I think he’s going to hit you. Watch out!”The fact that Herschel had fought his way into Freddy’s office shocked him. There was a big number of security guards in the company, yet Herschel had incapacitated all of them alone?

When Freddy looked down through the floor-to-ceiling window beside him, he realized that he would be turned into pulp if he were to be thrown down, as they were about 20 levels above the ground. He felt chills run down his spine there and then but he used to be a gangster, so he had confidence even when he did not have any guts.He scoffed, “Who are you trying to scare? You think I haven’t been threatened my entire life?“Back when I was still in the gang, a machete about this huge stabbed right through me and I didn’t even make a sound. I took my knife and kept fighting. It’s funny that you think you can scare me with this petty threat!”Freddy was still rambling smugly when Herschel approached him and punched his throat. He was left speechless by how much pain he was in before Herschel hauled him up over his shoulder and walked to the window.Herschel’s way, which was all work and no talk, stunned Freddy. He had not expected the former to actually throw him down the building!As

Harley chirped as soon as Javier took his seat. Feeling a little puzzled, the latter asked, “Uh, what?”Harley was a little taken aback. “You mean you don’t know? They say you’ve been screwing both Megara and Cher, man! They say the campus’ sexiest women are trying to make you theirs, and really, you can’t blame me for believing it. There’s a lot of meat to it, and people claim they have seen it in action!”Javier finally understood. Chuckling lightly, he shook his head. “You can believe whatever you want, mate.”Harley was quite confused by this answer. Was that denial?Zenya Turing had just made her way through when she overheard their conversation. Her lips pressed into a quiet smile, her mirth secretive. She knew it; that rumor was bunk! Javier was not like that at all. The true object of his crush had to be…her, of course!As the three friends each tended to their own thoughts, someone else entered the room.Tidal Holdsworth, the student-body president, had a pretty strange

Tidal did not manage to avoid eventually getting his head stuck in the drawer once more, let alone getting tormented by having his pants pulled down by several male students before they screwed him with whatever was on their minds.Javier skipped on this “entertainment” this time. Cher had just summoned him to her office right afterward, and en route, she asked, “Why did you make Zenya Turing the new president? Don’t tell me the two of you…”She trailed off mid-question, but Javier knew what was really on her mind.“Aww, you think I must share some super-intimate relationship with her and you’re feeling a teensy-weensy-bit jealous, right?” he quipped.“As if!” Cher protested hotly. “I don’t even know you personally! Why would I be jealous?”Javier was amused. Even Cher would find an excuse this flimsy! To appease her, of course, Javier followed her to her office and pacified her the old-fashioned way.They had a rather prolonged after-sex teasing session before Javier went back t

Javier had taken off his mask by this point, so most people recognized him as the bona fide Javier Kersey, as evidenced by how many bystanders stopped by to point, look, and gossip in his presence. Everyone started talking about the surprisingly young yet achieved chairman when they laid eyes on him.Lay Alfred’s later upbringing abroad had bereft him of the knowledge of such impeccable luminary, however. At least he had heard of Reivaj cars; he owned one, even. In Lay’s mind, Javier was hopelessly outclassed by his stacked resume. Not many people could claim they had graduated from Karlos Tech Institute with a double-major masters degree at the age of 30, after all. A winning combination of youth, skill, and knowledge was something even top IT companies like Microsoft and Apple recognized, so they had invited him to join their ranks.Who would have known that, despite what should have been an unbearably dazzling resume, he was still one-upped by Javier’s claim to be on Karl-Tech’s b