“You sounded so urgent over the phone. I had to rush here as soon as I dropped off the call. What is the problem?” Blade said immediately that he got to Jack's office and relaxed a bit on a seat.Jack was short on words. He looked at Blade and handed the letter to him without saying a word.“You can actually let me know what is there rather than giving me to go through it.”“I think it's better you read through,” Jack replied.Blade took a brief look at the paper and then raised his head. “Who could have reported to the board that you fabricated the license for your firm?”“My brother, it seems it's quite unbelievable what people could wake up and think of doing,” Jack responded.“Well, I think you only need to counter them with wisdom. If you bounce hard the way you feel about this, you might end up getting on the board’s bad book, and you know what that means.”“I fully understand. I will present my licenses and permits to them. But my only problem is that they have canceled my resu

Jack adjusted his shirt as he stepped into the studio to have a seat. Across from where he sat was Mr. Jones, with a smug grin plastered across his face.A woman with a perfectly silver-coiffed mane showed up. She happened to be the host, “Welcome to 'Financial Face-Off'! We have a serious allegation. Mr. Jones Cloud here claims that you, Mr. Jack Ford, have been operating your accounting firm with forged licenses and permits.”With the revelation, everything was beginning to make more sense to Jack. It was clear that Mr. Jones was the mastermind behind the accusation. He knew there was more to the public audit; it was a calculated attempt to destroy his career. With the thought of that, his blood ran cold.Jones leaned forward, his voice dripping with mock concern. “Indeed, he is.”“Hold on, we didn't ask for your opinion for now,” the host interrupted him and continued. “The integrity of the financial sector hinges on qualified professionals. I believe a live demonstration of your

Immediately, Jack walked into his house and said, “Congratulations, Jack!” Jasmine exclaimed, holding up a tablet displaying news articles that read, “Accountant Excels in Public Audit Demonstration. Jackal and Co. Enterprise’s president wins over a rival.”“I think they're calling you the 'financial explainer extraordinaire,'” Jasmine teased.Social media was flooded with praise for his clear and insightful explanation.Jack chuckled, a wave of excitement washing over him. “Extraordinaire, huh? Maybe a bit much, but I'll take it.” Subsequently, he made himself comfortable in his favorite spot in the sitting room, where he collapsed onto a couch.“Please, let's have a drink. This calls for celebration.” Blade, who couldn't contain how happy he was over his boss' victory, ordered the maid, who served them two bottles of Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Grand Cru.“Young master, you killed the show. I watched everything play out from the beginning until the end. You are indeed a genius. To

Kate asked for Jack’s personal office computer, and Jack slid it to her side, while he and Blade were right behind her with their seats to watch what she was about to do. The alluring fragrance that escaped from her was just the right scent, but it was the most inappropriate time to think about that.She tried to log in after Jack put in his password and noticed the computer was malfunctioning, as it continuously displayed corrupted financial data and error codes.Everyone was panicked, including the one who said she was helping to fish the hacker out, Kate. This was more than what she expected; she never knew the extent to which the hacker had gone. It was written all over her that she got a bit tense and confused as her fingers kept panicking, but she would rather not give up; she believed she could try out something.Jack slumped back in his chair, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. This wasn't a random attack. Someone with a clear motive was trying to destroy him, h

“Mr. Williams just reached me now. He complained that some stronger hand had countered his influence on the media, and everything halted. He said there is no clear motive for what this anonymous person is about to do,” Mr. Andrew narrated as soon as he saw Scott enter the house.Scott, who was just getting back from work, met his boss in the sitting room, who got back two hours before he did. “That is so serious,” Scott replied.“It may not be as serious as we think. Besides, he said he was trying to put everything back in check.”“I sincerely hope he does.” Scott shrugged.“To think of it, what about the person you said is a cyber expert, blah blah blah?” Mr. Andrew inquired.Scott twisted his face a little. “Well, I tried to reach him to know what's up, but I can't even connect to him. I don't know where he stays, so I can go meet him to know why his number isn't reachable.”“What sort of story is that, Scott? Does anyone who is into this kind of business fail to do what he is supp