In the meantime, Willie is taking Gambino back to the laundry factory. When they reach the factory, they see Albert is still there flirting with the ladies. But it’s not like they care about that old geezer’s antics in the slightest bit.  “Is there any progress about Chappy?” asks Gambino.  “Nope! It’s a dead end. We really don’t have any clue.”  For some time, Gambino is silent while looking at Albert from inside the car. And suddenly, something has just crossed his mind.  “Could it be that it’s the work of that man?”  “What? That old geezer?” asks Willie with a bit of a startled face.  “No! I’m talking about that president of Counterbrand. As I remember, he was trying to learn about the people who attacked him,” replies Gambino.

Leonard shakes his mind, and then takes his leave with a darkened face. He gets out of the elevator, and turns back, showing his cold face to Victor as the door starts closing.  But Victor only puts on a plain expression. There isn’t any sense of satisfaction in him for humiliating and despising that Mr. GM. There isn’t any sense of hatred either. It’s really not his passion in despising or humiliating people.  His expression is just flat and plain, like he never considers that Leonard ever exists in front of his eyes. Indeed, he has gone tired of being despised and underestimated.  As he reaches the 23rd floor and gets out of the elevator, he takes out his phone and makes a call. He seems annoyed, for the fact that Mike just left without telling him.  “Dude! You kept talking about how dangerous my situation is, yet you just left without saying anything.&rd

As they reach the Counterbrand office building with two cars, they all get out and observe their surroundings. One of them opens the door of the back seat, and then Saul gets out with his long black blazer.Mandy, who happens to notice their appearance, knows so well that they are not just commoners. Her face turns so serious as she immediately approaches them.However, she deliberately changes her facial expression before greeting them, acting like an ignorant security girl in serving customers.“Excuse me, handsome gentlemen. Is there anything I can help you with?” she asks with her usual cheerful tone and face.“My boss here is going to have a meeting with the CEO of this company,” replies Gimbo with his heavy and deep voice.“Have you made an appointment before?”“Nope. Should I make an appointment first?” asks Saul.“I’m afraid, yes! We are not so sure if the president of the company is available to meet with you at the moment. It’s better to make an appointment first,” says Mand

Only then does Saul avert his attention toward Victor. He smiles as he walks slowly to the front of Victor’s working desk.  “Do you really think I came here only to ask you to accept me as your servant?” he replies.  He then pulls the chair, as if intending to have a seat without waiting for Victor’s offer.  “What do you want from me?” asks Victor coldly.  Saul is stopped for a moment before having a seat. He then slowly puts his right hand into his long blazer, seeming to take something from it.  But Victor just stays composed, even though he knows the risk that Saul could just take out a gun. After all, he has also prepared himself a gun under his table.  However, he hasn’t changed his sitting position in the slightest bit. He just plays with his luxurious pen between his fingers. It&rs

A little chuckling occurs from Saul’s mouth despite the fact how dire his current situation is.  “Now what? Are we going to stay like this until Santa comes?” He asks by forcing his cunning smile.  “Yeah, we will stay like this until all my men come here,” replies Victor.  That’s when Saul remembers about what he just heard through the speaker on Victor’s collar before. He now realizes that he is in the losing ground. But he tries to keep his composure.  “Hehe. I thought so too. But then, I’m getting curious, why would someone like you not just call the police to come here? Or maybe the securities below,” he says.  “Don’t think you can gain control over the situation here just by babbling out any stupid talk. Now, tell them to drop their guns,” Victor issues.