"That's what the company is willing to offer Mr Mills," The chubby manager of Tips & Jinx Ltd said with his eyes slightly narrowed. Christian stared at him with a calm look on his face then turned towards the lean man before him, who had never uttered a word since he arrived here.The atmosphere was a little awkward and it looked like the chubby man didn't know how to distinguish when to keep quiet and when to talk because he had been ratting out words with meaningless meanings all this time and all Christian could do was wait patiently for the skinny man in the meeting to say a word but unfortunately, no words left the man's mouth leaving Christian to be highly disappointed."I've heard what you said Mr Robert and according to what you said. Your company is about to launch another product and you would love to collaborate with my company. Am I correct?" Christian asked, his back slightly leaning against the officer's chair.His cold eyes silently observe the man to see any flaws in h

Dadun! " What?" Alice's eyes widened in shock, and she slowly turned around to see where the voice had come from. Standing a few feet away from her were Harry and his mates, probably those youger generations who wanted to link up to those with higher status."Harry?" Alice said through gritted teeth. Harry smirked at her, then turned his gaze to the figure behind her."I wonder what you saw in him to have dated him," he muttered, then closed his eyes. "From how he's dressed, I can tell he's the heir of one of the middle-class families. They don't have much influence compared to us, so I'm still curious to know what you saw in him that made you date him." He rubbed his jaw thoughtfully.The silence that followed his words was deafening. Alice stood there, frozen, not knowing what to say or do. She felt like a deer in the headlights, her mind racing as she tried to process what was happening. She'd thought that the worst thing that could happen tonight would be getting embarrassed by

Far away, in another country, a grand mansion stood on the outskirts of San Francisco. A burly man, his face marred by a long scar, sat majestically on his sofa, his eyes fixed on the news playing on the screen. In his left hand, he held a token that resembled a phoenix and a wyrm, its wings spread wide, as if about to take flight. There was a fierce aura surrounding the man, and he looked every bit as ruthless and powerful as the token he held behind him was a woman dressed in a tight leather jacket and shorts.The man's living room was opulent, decorated with ancient works of art and expensive antiques. The walls were covered in silk tapestries, and a large, ornate fireplace sat in the center of the room. In the corner, a grand piano sat, its ebony surface gleaming in the light. The whole room was full of luxurious comforts, and it was clear that the man who lived there was a person of great wealth and status. It was obvious that he came from an old, powerful martial arts family.

The silence in the room was palpable as the board members considered what Christian had said. Finally, one of them nodded. "We're in agreement, then.""If there's nothing more to discuss, let's end things here. If you will excuse me," Christian said then got up.He turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, his phone started to vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and saw the name on the screen. He hesitated, then put the phone on silent and slipped it back into his pocket. With a nod to the board members, he left the room.As Christian walked out of the boardroom, Stanley followed close behind him, his face expressionless. When they reached Christian's office, he took out the documents he was going to sort through, but as he was about to start, he felt a buzz in his pocket."I thought I switched it off?" He muttered he pulled out his phone and saw that it was a text message. He frowned, not recognizing the number. When he opened the message, he saw that it was from Alice, as

"I am sure of it," He muttered, still trying to remember where he had seen her before. Meanwhile the men in the hall all whistled at her dance moves and couldn't help but sihn in admiration and spray her money as she fluent her skills before them.Christian's thoughts were broken slightly by the waitress who served him the food he ordered and before he saw the meal the sweet aroma had already assaulted his brain. He looked down only to see the freshly cooked meal before him.Then beside it was the red wine he had ordered and a glass was placed beside it. The waitress without being told opened the bottle and poured the wine inside the glass and the strong scent of wine filled the air."This is good," Christian commented then picked the fork wrapped neatly beside the plate then duged it into the food. …"I hope you enjoy your meal sir," She bowed respectfully then left the place so as not to disturb the customer. Christian noted her behavior then turned towards the woman who was still