"They wouldn't dare to do anything out of bounds." Danesh's voice echoed in this room after he got the news article about Zanhara's illegal business. Danesh's family room was eerily quiet as news of Zanhara's illegal business had spread. Here, Danesh gathered with Ella, Moonlisa - Danesh's wife, Ezraf, Refaldar to talk about Zanhara's news that had spread. Danesh really couldn't think clearly about this incident. In fact, he didn't even expect that his entire family would be affected by Zanhara's news. "The shares of our company have gone down drastically, Papa. How are we going to respond to this?" Refaldar expressed his thoughts. There was worry on his face as he said this. Danesh sighed heavily, he had no idea what to say now. "I don't know how to respond," Danesh said, his face already showing resignation. Refaldar let out a rough breath. "We attacked the wrong person, Papa," he complained. "I didn't expect a trashy, useless guy like Aarav to succeed this quickly."There was

[TUUUUUT ....][TUUUUUT ....][TUUUUUT ....]Aarav was anxious as he waited for Benzala to pick up his phone call. After getting the information that the chemical company Babel North was likely to have a business partnership with the Warlackson Organization, the only thing on his mind was to contact Benzala. Aarav couldn't just sit idly by when he got this important information. His hesitation to contact Benzala faded away now. Aarav couldn't stop thinking about his father's possible reasons for joining the Warlackson Organization. Was it because he wanted to get a share of the profits? Did his father find something odd and deliberately sought to find out by infiltrating the organization? Or—"Hello. Who are you?" A heavy, familiar voice instantly stopped Aarav's thoughts. Aarav stopped pacing and walked straight to the sofa. Aarav sat down immediately with enthusiasm. "Benzala," Aarav called after her. "I'm Aarav, I have something to talk to you about.""Aarav?" There was a bri

Benzala's car had stopped at the point that Benzala and Aarav had agreed upon. They were now a few meters away from the club's entrance. Aarav felt a sense of deja vu for his current assignment, remembering when he first had to enter the world of Moonshine Bounce Club. Now, Aarav would be doing a task that dealt with organizations and associations within the club. What about this club? Aarav guessed all kinds of possibilities that he would get when going undercover later. Were the people in this club much more elite than the Moonshine Bounce Club? Or were the people inside the club building far more annoying and hierarchical than the Moonshine Bounce Club? "Ah..." The sound of Benzala exhaling a harsh breath could be heard. "It's been years since me and Rick, your father, did a deal here." Aarav turned his attention to Benzala. His eyebrows involuntarily furrowed as astonishment set in. "You haven't come to this club since you were with my father?" Aarav asked, looking at Benzal

After the sound of Benzala's earpiece, Aarav's eyes took in the scene to the left and a few meters away. Through the special door of the VVIP lane, people very familiar to Aarav walked hurriedly at the edge of the regular guests' area-a patch that had a glass partition the size of an adult man's chest. Despite the dimly-lit atmosphere here, Aarav could tell who the three new arrivals were. The Northlay family. There was only Danesh-papa Ella, Ella, and Refaldar. They ducked halfway down, not knowing who to avoid. There were four bodyguards accompanying them from the front and back. Aarav immediately grinned with satisfaction at their arrival. It was true. The Northlay family had a cooperative relationship with the Warlackson Organization. If not, why did they have to come to the Warlackson Organization's meeting as if there would be something affecting their two parties?"I actually wanted to meet someone, just came." Marcolin immediately sparked into action, jolting Aarav from hi

PRANGG! DUAAAGH! PRAAANG! Aarav was completely dumbfounded as he heard the slamming sound of the objects that Marcolin had intentionally dropped. It happened so fast. Aarav was still too dumbfounded when he heard the sound of running steps simultaneously from inside the room behind him. "Run!" Marcolin immediately pulled Aarav's hand to hurry. Aarav did not have time to fight back. Without realizing it, he was already running with Marcolin towards a turn that was not far away. Marcolin pulled his hand so he could hide behind the wall. "What are you doing?" Aarav asked in a hissing tone of voice. Marcolin instead popped his head out from behind the wall, watching the people checking the location of the boxes. There were only four people-two were officers who recorded the weight of the box scales, while the other two were club guards. Upon seeing Marcolin's presence, the four men ran straight to him. Sudde