0009-Give Me A Job
Author: Calendula
last update2024-12-02 18:51:35

Dom began to explain, “After Mr. Xanta’s death, the position of head of the family remained vacant. During his lifetime, he had never named an heir to the family, so his wife—Madam Vioga Ode—temporarily assumed leadership of the family. However, it didn’t last long.”

“Before her death, Madam Vioga declared in her will that the next head of the Xanta family would be Biella.”

Jacky raised an eyebrow. “Why Biella? Isn’t the heir usually the eldest son or a male descendant?”

“True,” Dom nodded. “However, in this case, Madam Vioga didn’t see any leadership potential in her three sons—Hammo, Galio, and Carrez. Moreover, the three of them have a terrible reputation.”

“The public has long rumored them to be men who indulge in same-sex relationships, which is still taboo and illegal in Venua. Additionally, there is evidence suggesting their involvement in satanic rituals.”

Zander slightly raised his head, his sharp eyes focusing intently. “Is that just a rumor, or is there concrete e
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    “Why are you not afraid?” Viktor’s voice rose, filled with disbelief and anger that was no longer hidden. The cane in his hand struck the floor hard, its sound echoing roughly throughout the room. “Why are you laughing instead, and so sure that I cannot kill your husband?”He stepped closer, his old face turning red, the veins on his temples tightening. “Do you know who I am?” he shouted. “I am Viktor Lang.”The cane struck the floor again. “I am a former general. I led wars, crushed rebellions, destroyed my enemies one by one.” His eyes narrowed sharply. “Every hostage I ever took, every enemy I ever faced, trembled just by hearing my words.”He pointed the tip of the cane at Biella. “But you?” he hissed. “You look down on me.”Biella looked at him calmly. There was no tension in her shoulders.“Old man, your era and the current era are different,” Biella said.Viktor fell silent for a moment, as if he could not believe what he had just heard.“Maybe in the past, when you were young

  • 0100

    Biella was tied to the chair, both of her hands pulled behind the backrest. The ropes were tight, pressing into her wrists, making every small movement feel useless. Yet her back remained straight. Her head was held high, her gaze steady, as if the chair were not a restraint but a temporary throne.Viktor approached slowly. The sound of his cane striking the floor echoed in a steady rhythm as he circled Biella, one full round, like a predator assessing its prey. His eyes were cold and calculating, as if every step had been planned long before this night arrived.“If I were still young,” Viktor finally said, his voice low and rough, “and had the same stamina as before, I might have already done the most disgusting thing you can imagine to a woman as beautiful as you, sex.”Biella did not turn her face away. Her expression did not change.“Unfortunately,” Viktor continued, his tone growing harder, “age cannot be bargained with. My body is already too old for sex.” He stopped right in fr

  • 0099

    Jacky stood beside Zander with a tense face, his jaw clenched as he held back his anxiety. The hall had returned to how it was before, filled with fake smiles and the clinking of glasses, but for the two of them, the world felt split apart. There was no more music, no applause. Only one name kept echoing in Jacky’s head. Biella.“Young master,” Jacky finally spoke, his tone controlled but clearly trembling. “What are we going to do next?” He swallowed before continuing, “What if something bad happens to Miss Biella?”Zander kept staring straight ahead, as if he were looking at something no one else could see. His face was calm, far too calm for a situation like this. He did not answer right away, and the silence only made Jacky more restless.“There is no need to worry,” Zander said, his voice low and steady. “I have already given my wife something.”Jacky turned quickly. “You mean… something?”Zander stepped forward slowly, signaling for them to move away from the crowd. “Something

  • 0098

    The hall lights that had briefly gone out slowly turned back on. Music began to play again, and the guests started applauding, thinking the earlier disruption was just a minor technical issue. The large screen once again displayed the Xanta logo, as if nothing had happened. But Zander immediately realized something was wrong. His eyes moved quickly, scanning the room. Biella was gone. At first, he held himself back. Maybe Biella went to the restroom, he thought. Or maybe Elena asked her to talk for a moment on the other side of the hall. Zander forced himself to stay calm, but the dark feeling that had been troubling his chest since the afternoon now turned into a heavy pressure. He walked quickly toward the back area, then into the corridor leading to the women’s restroom. Several guests passed by him, but he did not notice any of them. Zander stopped in front of the restroom door, waited a few seconds, then called softly, “Biella?” There was no answer. He stepped into the si

  • 0097

    That afternoon, Jacky arrived with an unusual expression. It was not serious like when delivering bad news, but hesitant. He carried a thin folder and an old yellow envelope. “Young Master, Miss Biella,” he greeted respectfully. “There are two matters. First, Foree’s assets have begun to be auctioned quietly. Some valuable parts can be acquired at a low price.” Zander nodded. “Do it. Take full control.” Jacky continued, lowering his voice slightly. “Second, this envelope has no sender. It arrived through a private courier this morning. The address was handwritten and directed specifically to you, Young Master.” Zander took the envelope. The paper was thick and old, with a cracked red wax seal. On the front, there were only a few words written: “For Zander Guezz. From the Past.” Biella frowned. “Who sent it?” Zander slowly broke the wax seal. Inside was only one old black and white photograph and a small sheet of paper. The photo showed a group of young soldiers on a battlefield

  • 0096

    Zander signaled to Jacky. The briefcase was opened on the table. Inside were thick stacks of documents and several flash drives.“These are all proof of your money laundering through fake exports to banned organizations in Delta,” Zander said flatly. “The ones you thought you had completely erased. The ones you used to buy political support. The ones that disappointed Mr. Death from the very beginning.”Goza’s face turned deathly pale. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead. “That… that is impossible! Where did you get them?!”Zander stepped closer, his voice low but cutting straight to the bone. “I got them from the same place where you thought you were safe. From the people you paid to stay silent.”“But remember one thing. Money can buy loyalty for a while. But fear of Mr. Death… that is permanent,” Zander continued.Goza collapsed into a chair, his body weak. “You… you know Mr. Death personally? Did he send you here?”Zander did not answer right away. He simply stared at Goza for a

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