The next day, news of Mr. Thimphon's death became more and more widespread. Various media outlets began to cover it enthusiastically, and some reporters even stood in front of Dixon's headquarters, waiting for an official statement. They were supposed to be covering news about Asher's success as an investor for a small company, but today, they were reporting on Mr. Thimphon's death and his relationship with Asher.Aberon Dixon, hearing the news, immediately called Asher into his foundation office. He sighed softly, massaging his sore forehead. Not only was Aberon shocked, Luciana was also worried. Joseph was also summoned by Wilson and Aberon, handing over documents about the malpractice at BOWWS Company. The report on Mr. Thimphon's death would follow.Aberon stared intently at the document Joseph had given him. He read it carefully before making a decision. "So, the malpractice about the company is true? Chemical leaks, even the practice of using dangerous materials," he said quiet

After successfully navigating the storm of negative press that had targeted him, Asher refocused on his primary role as a smart investor. He attended meetings with small, growing companies where he had invested. The discussions went smoothly, and the trust Asher had built began to yield tangible results. The small companies acknowledged the significant impact Asher had made in guiding them towards success.Gradually, the negative news that once surrounded Asher began to fade, replaced by positive coverage highlighting his success in his new role as an emerging figure in the business world. From the Celestial Haven Hotel to the redevelopment projects with Jonathan, and the exhibitions with Rudwick, the public began to see him as a strong and visionary leader capable of bringing significant change to the companies he supported.This was particularly good news, considering that there would soon be a prestigious exhibition where antiques belonging to the wealthy elite would be auctioned o

The news of William Dixon's arrest was still ablaze across various media outlets. Every news channel and every internet page was filled with images of William being arrested, his face twisted with anger and fear as he was handcuffed and dragged out of the boardroom. The flashing lights of cameras capturing that moment seemed to spotlight the downfall of a man who once wielded great power. In a dark room filled with cigar smoke, Holmes Alexander stared at the television screen in front of him with eyes full of rage. The news of William Dixon's arrest played repeatedly, each second like a painful lash to Holmes. The middle-aged man clenched his fists, feeling the burning disappointment and anger within him. William had made promises to him—tempting promises of money and power. But now, those promises were nothing more than dust in the wind. Holmes slammed the table in front of him so hard that the whiskey glass on it almost fell. "Damn, bastard! You betrayed us, William!" he muttered i

Asher stood in front of the large mirror in his room, carefully inspecting his appearance. The black formal suit he wore fit him perfectly, giving off an aura of authority and professionalism. A crisp white shirt and a dark tie completed his impeccable look. Today was an important day; he would be visiting BOWWS Company for the first time as the new leader, and he wanted to ensure that his appearance reflected the power and control he possessed.Asher took a deep breath, observing his reflection intently. His gaze was sharp, full of determination. He knew that this visit was not just a simple introduction, but also a statement—that he, Asher Dixon, was the new ruler who would lead the company toward a better future. After feeling satisfied with his appearance, he turned and left the room, heading towards the dining room.In the dining room, a warm atmosphere immediately greeted him. Luciana stood there with a gentle smile on her face. As soon as she saw Asher, she approached and kisse

Waldric stood motionless in the middle of the increasingly empty room, his hands clenched tightly, trying to contain the raging emotions within him. Every vein in his neck appeared tense, his eyes filled with boiling hatred as he watched Asher leave. This defeat felt incredibly painful, and he felt humiliated in front of everyone, especially the employees he had hoped would support him.Waldric glanced toward Liamo, who was standing in the corner of the room as if giving a clear signal without needing to say a word. Their eyes met, and though reluctant, Liamo understood Waldric's intent. With a subtle nod of his head, Liamo began to instruct the employees and other directors to leave the room. One by one, they exited, leaving Waldric alone with his overflowing anger.Within himself, Waldric swore to repay all this treatment. He would find a way to destroy Asher, even if it meant taking a darker and more dangerous path. His hatred now matched his ambition—perhaps even greater. Waldric