"I'll leave this meeting first," Judas said, his voice laced with anger, his eyes flashing with indignation. He stood up, his chair scraping against the floor, and glared at Mr. Albert and Tyler."You should have convinced the general with the proposal you have; maybe he will help you. I don't know why you're this arrogant and think about running away," Mr. Albert said, his voice firm but laced with a hint of disappointment. His eyes narrowed, his brow furrowed, as he tried to understand Judas's behavior."So you expected me to sit here and lick Tyler's shoes?" Judas yelled, his voice echoing through the room, his face red with rage. "I can't do that, Mr. Albert. I don't even know why you're so obsessed with Tyler like a senseless person." Judas's words were laced with venom, his tone biting, as he lashed out at Mr. Albert."What did you just say?" Mr. Albert asked, his voice cold, his eyes flashing with anger. He leaned forward, his hands clenched into fists, as he tried to control h

"Judas, the general didn't assign me to the work, so I know nothing about your containers," Alex said, his voice laced with a hint of desperation. "He said the work was too much for me and entrusted it to another person, so I don't know anything about it. And he won't tell a third party about his plan, so I know nothing about it."Judas' face turned red with anger, his eyes blazing with fury. "You told me you're capable, and that's the main reason I gave the work to you. Now you're giving me reasons to doubt your capacity. Judas is planning to ruin me, and he's succeeding with it."Alex's voice was calm and defensive. "If I knew something about it, I would have told you about it. You're just giving me lame excuses, Alex, and I don't need any excuses from you."Alex sighed, his voice laced with a hint of resignation. "Anyway, I will do my best. I will make friends with the other guy to get information from him."Judas' grip on the phone tightened, his mind racing with thoughts of reven

"You don't have to call the police, the police can't help you here," Matteo said, his voice laced with a hint of warning, his eyes locked onto his wife's determined face. "Do you even know who you want to report to the police? He is the god of war, General Tyler. Do you think the police will arrest someone like him?"Mrs. Matteo's phone fell freely from her hand, clattering to the floor as her eyes widened in shock. "God of what?" she asked, her voice trembling with surprise."God of war," Tyler replied, his voice firm and commanding, his eyes gleaming with a hint of pride.Mrs. Matteo's face went pale, her eyes filling with fear as she quickly fell to her knees. "I am very sorry, I never knew you are the god of war. I have made a grave mistake," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Tyler's expression softened slightly, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. "Rise up, you did nothing wrong," he said, his voice firm but gentle.As Mrs. Matteo struggled to her feet, her eyes

Mrs. Matteo walked into the dining room, the soft glow of the chandelier illuminating the elegant table setting. Rachel had outdone herself, the table looking like a masterpiece from a luxury magazine. The silverware sparkled, the glasses shone, and the plates were adorned with intricate patterns.As she took her seat, Rachel emerged from the kitchen, a warm smile on her face. "Welcome, ma. I hope you're feeling better," she said, her eyes filled with concern."Thank you, Rachel. I'm feeling much better now," Mrs. Matteo replied, her voice warm and appreciative.Rachel nodded, her hands moving with grace as she served the first course. The aroma of roasted vegetables and herbs filled the air, and Mrs. Matteo's stomach growled in anticipation.As they began to eat, the flavors exploded on her tongue, a perfect balance of savory and sweet. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, the tension of the day slowly unraveling."Rachel, this is incredible," she said, her eyes opening to meet

"I'm so glad to have you on my team, J," Adrianna said, her voice filled with gratitude. "So, J, can you drive me back to the fashion house?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with a hint of exhaustion from their intense brainstorming session.J nodded his head with a warm smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course, Adrianna. My pleasure," he replied, his deep voice soothing.Adrianna stood up from the chair, her slender figure unfolding like a gracefully cat. She made her way to the garage, her high heels clicking on the polished floor. J followed suit, his long strides keeping pace with hers.As they reached the car, J gallantly opened the door for Adrianna, his hand extended in a gentlemanly gesture. She slipped into the luxurious leather seat, her designer dress rustling softly. J got into the driver's seat, his eyes flicking to hers in the rearview mirror as he started the engine. The car glided smoothly out of the garage, heading towards Adrianna's fashion house.As the ca