Marisa and Morel walked for quite some distance until they finally stopped near Marisa's car. Marisa looked at Morel seriously while running her fingers through her hair. She then flicked her hair back with her hands, a gesture that looked very natural. "What you're doing is crazy," Marisa said sternly. "I'm pretty sure he or his family will get back at us later."Morel, whose face showed a hint of confusion at Marisa's statement, tried to understand Marisa's concern. He felt that there was something he didn't fully understand. "Why do you look unhappy?" Morel asked in a slightly confused tone. "I just wanted to help solve the problem with the person in question. I have no other intention than to help."Although Marisa felt a little happy to have been helped by Morel, she still didn't like involving other people in her problems. "I can take care of my problems," Marisa replied softer but firmly. A faint feeling of gratitude could be seen in her eyes, but she preferred to hide it. Afte

At the Incra family residence, it could be seen that Mr Dorma was holding his cell phone with a severe look, trying to contact someone."Hello, Mr. Lancer," he said sternly once someone answered on the other end. "I'd like to discuss something quite important. I hope to get your help replacing Ms. Marissa as company leader with my son, Paul."Mr. Dorma's gaze showed obvious tension, reflecting the urgency and importance of this conversation for the future of the Incra family business.On the other end of the line, there was a moment of silence before Mr. Lancer spoke again, "Replacing Ms. Marissa? Is there a specific reason behind this request?" His voice sounded calm yet questioning, reflecting interest and curiosity over the request he had just heard.Mr Dorma looked at Paul sitting on the chair in front of Mr Dorma's desk and found courage in seeing Paul's spoiled face there. "Yes, Mr. Lancer. I believe Paul has the skills and qualifications to lead this company. He has worked hard

All the black-clad men were shocked when suddenly two prominent figures dressed in black appeared from behind Morel. Those who just appeared looked impressive with their large postures and sharp gazes as if they were ready to act to protect Morel or even attack anything that threatened him.The reactions of the black-clothed men, who were initially confused at Morel's casual behavior, now turned into a slight panic because they did not expect Morel to still have such power. They looked at each other with expressions that reflected confusion and uncertainty about what would happen next. This surprise made them realize that the situation had turned more complex and unexpected."Is it just the two of them?" The man in black asked with a hint of mockery. Because their surprise soon turned into relief and even more confidence when they realized that there were only two people against those who outnumbered them. They looked at each other with disdainful expressions, confident they had an ad

Seeing his defeated and fallen guards lying on the streets, Mr. Dorma began to feel a more substantial wave of fear. His mind was spinning, trying to find a way out of the worsening situation. He thought that Morel and his guards could easily defeat all his highly trained guards. Let alone Mr. Dorma, who was quite old, whose body was no longer as strong as it once was, and he knew there was no way for him to win against Morel in a physical fight.Cold sweat began to run down his temples as he realized how desperate his situation was. Every plan and strategy he had devised so far seemed to be falling apart before his eyes. How could he, with all his resources and influence, now stand helpless before a young man and his bodyguard? This defeat threatened his position in the business world and his reputation, which he had been so proud of.Thinking about his defeat, Mr. Dorma fell to his knees before Morel, "Why did this happen? I didn't expect all my men to be defeated like this." Mr. Do

"Ng, Mr. Doris..." He was pretty surprised by Doris' appearance. Meeting her here made him feel even more uneasy because he had just made the mistake of almost doing violence to the man named Morel, whom Doris respected.Doris looked at him coldly and approached them, just as Peter had expected. Doris only had eyes for Morel. "Are you alright, Master?"He was watching with great detail the state of his master, something terrible could happen, and that bad thing would repeat itself. It was very distasteful to her. Even though he didn't see any wounds, something could have happened under that shirt.Morel nodded his head. He was satisfied with the bodyguards provided by Doris. They were so superbly trained they could carry out such a terrifying battle. Morel thought that those great men must have been trained terribly and had a high rank in security."Mr. Doris, good afternoon," Peter spoke hesitantly, but he realized Doris's eyes were now looking at him."You made a mistake, Peter."