“Father?” Olivia asked and stared at him in disbelief, and he nodded his head affirmatively. “Yes. What do you think?” He asked in a cold tone as he stroked his chin. “Can't you do it?” He asked again as he noticed her moodiness. She didn't want to talk to him but he was unfazed by it. “Yes, I can't,” she responded and glared at him viciously as though she wanted to devour him. “Do you think you don't want to?” He asked and chuckled while stroking his chin calmly. He didn't pay attention to her glare. He was only concerned about crushing her ego and making her pay for belittling him in the past. He was no longer the underdog of her family so there was nothing to be scared of. And besides, her family is nothing compared to his family. He could crush them all with just a snap of a finger but he wanted to take down on them one after the other. Maybe that was the reason why his father paired him with Mrs. Olivia. “Is that what you've resorted to, huh? I know you won't change from

“Don't give her the contract,” he frowned after reading the message from the anonymous number. Could it be his boss? That was the first question that crossed his mind. No, that's a lie. His boss hasn't messaged him with an anonymous number and even if I want to pass a message across to him, he could just call him. So who is this person? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. He clenched his fist with anger after concluding that it wasn't his boss who sent the message. It was someone else who must be aware of his meeting with Mrs. Olivia. Who else could be aware of the meeting and still dare to be playing around with him?Could it be that man? He snapped out of his trance as he remembered the man who caused a nuisance in the conference hall. It was Smith. Although the man seemed to be the only one aware of the gathering apart from his boss, Smith didn't have his number so there was no way he could reach out to him so quickly. “Who are you? And why did you ask me no

“The new owner said that?” She asked with a surprised look and he nodded his head. She hissed and threw her head backward with a cold look on her face. “What's his name? How can you know the new boss asked me to do such a despicable thing, huh?”“I can't stoop so low to kneel before anyone because of a stupid deal,” she hissed and looked away with a cold demeanor. “Are you sure of what you're saying?” The lady asked in a cold tone and he nodded his head in response. “You can find out yourself if you have doubts,” he said and showed the proof that she needed to know that Mr. Joshson no longer had authority over the company. It belonged to someone else. “So you're going to send me out because of that, huh? Isn't my proposal good enough?” She asked and he ruffled his hair with a frustrated look on his face. “Haven't I told you that before you can get a contract you have to do what he needs?”“I hope you know this is no longer about the business proposal because it's up to the standa

“How could it be true? Smith is the new owner of Walmart company. Does that mean he bought it for half a billion dollars? That's not possible. I can't believe it,” Olivia talked to herself as she walked on the lonely path where she parked her car. After Smith left, she couldn't stop thinking about what she had learned from the new Smith. He wasn't the same Smith she used to know. Before he used to depend on them whether to eat or drink despite working as a part-time cleaner and chef, but now, he has changed a lot. It only took him a month to become rich and powerful. How is that possible? Rich enough to purchase a company as big as the Walmart company. She knew there was something mysterious about him but she couldn't tell what it was. She decided to make it her work to find out what he was depending on. Not only has he become bold and arrogant but he is also rich that she doubted if she was up to his standard. She took a deep breath, finding it hard to unravel the so-called my

Smith released the breath he didn't know that he was holding after he returned home. He parked his car at the parking lot and stepped out of the car then slammed the car door shut. He walked into the house and threw himself on the couch. He relaxed on the couch for a while until he recovered his strength. He stood up from the couch and walked into the kitchen then reached out to a bottled water in the fridge. He pulled off the lids and drank the whole content in a single gulp. He breathed out and walked out of the kitchen. He climbed the stairs and entered the master bedroom. He lay on the bed after entering his room. He stared at the ceiling blankly, thinking of what to do the next day in the USA. He had no one to talk to. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked up as his phone rang loudly from the sitting room. “This call better be a good thing,” he complained, walked out of the room then climbed down the stairs to the sitting room. He reached out to his phone on the call a