Before the female secretary could run to open the office door, it suddenly flew open as Jordi kicked it in. "Mr. Huber, let him go!" Jordi shouted loudly. Jordi was once just one of the ignored sons in the Ajo Family, with no significant role in the family’s core matters. He was only accepted by the Ajo Family because of the Semi Group’s interests. Because of this, Jordi never expected any support or help from the Ajo Family. Recently, he realized he was caught in a complicated situation. With Koland in turmoil, there weren’t many places left that would still welcome him. Given his low status, he had no right to get involved in the middle or upper-class affairs of Koland. But the situation was changing fast, and nothing was certain. Jordi didn’t even fully understand what was happening in Koland recently. Even so, he still tried to evaluate the situation on his own. Thus, Jordi decided he needed to focus on his own business and stop relying on the Ajo Family or major entities
"Hey, you two! Please don't interrupt our work! We're really busy," said a female staff member, though her face looked a bit tense. Her tone was still friendly, as if she thought Joseph and Katty were just visitors. Lately, Light Entertainment had been a hot topic in Koland's online media. However, the public response to the company was mixed. Some praised it for its collaboration with Liza, while others remained skeptical of its reputation. In short, the Light Entertainment brand wasn't fully recognized by the public yet. Most people were just waiting to see the results of the Liza collaboration. Joseph and Katty hadn't expected to face this kind of situation in their own company. But they understood it could happen. As executives of Company G, they rarely appeared in front of the staff at Light Entertainment. So, it made sense that some employees didn’t know who they were. Joseph tried to speak politely, "We’re not here to cause any trouble." But the female staff member imme
Katty, who deeply trusted Jayna, tried to find an explanation. "Did Jayna go out to check the filming locations? Or has the filming already started there?" she asked curiously. "Sorry, Mr. Joseph and Mrs. Katty. I'll call Jayna right away. Is that okay?" Callista asked. Katty nodded before Joseph could answer. "Of course, go ahead and call her," she said. Callista quickly turned and headed to her office to make the phone call to Jayna. Meanwhile, Lula, a new staff member at Light Entertainment, looked a little awkward. Joseph noticed Lula’s confusion and reassured her. "Go ahead and continue your work. We’ll just take a look around for a bit," he said with a small smile. Lula felt relieved hearing those instructions and immediately went back to her tasks. Even though nothing major happened today, the situation made Lula a bit anxious. After all, facing two big bosses wasn’t easy, and only her professionalism kept her calm. Joseph and Katty then took a stroll around Light
"Mr. Joseph, I’ve brought Vocco and Huber’s secretary. So, what do you plan to do with them?" Jordi’s words carried a hidden meaning that only Joseph could understand. "You’ve done well. Now, I’ll entrust you with one more task," Joseph said coldly. At that moment, both Jordi and Joseph showcased their acting skills, even rivaling top-tier actors. Every word they spoke was true, yet layered with deeper meaning. Their conversation felt like code, leaving Vocco and Huber’s secretary baffled. In Vocco’s mind, Joseph was the mastermind behind everything. He felt anxious, convinced that his life could end at any moment. Joseph’s cold voice broke the silence. Jordi was startled for a moment, then his expression turned serious. "Please, Mr. Joseph, just give the order." Jordi’s actions seemed misleading, as if he were one of Joseph’s lackeys. "Kill them," Joseph said emotionlessly, shocking everyone in the room. Vocco immediately burst into tears and cried out. “Mr. Joseph, what do
It was only three hours later that Joseph realized that Mr. Suro's murder was a setup to frame him. Joseph continued moving forward, he realized that Mr. Suro was not just a personal threat but part of a much larger game of power. In the end, Joseph knew that the key to victory lay in the courage to endure and strike at the right moment. He was well aware that EGC would not leave him stranded in the midst of this game—they would continue supporting him, as long as he held his ground firmly. This time, EGC did not contact Joseph directly but conveyed crucial information to him. That night, a room at the Koland Police Department in the city of Sonya was blown apart with immense force, causing severe damage that nearly triggered a minor earthquake. The victims and casualties were key members of Mr. Suro's inner circle, yet Mr. Suro did not respond. Instead, he withdrew from the public eye, becoming reclusive and neglected by his subordinates. Joseph didn’t fully understand EGC
Jonathan’s time at the Koland Police Headquarters was used to coordinate a larger operation. This operation needed to be framed as Dragon Bo's revenge, rather than the work of EGC or any other power. Recently, Dragon Bo’s presence had almost vanished. No one knew how many of their members were still active, let alone where they were hiding. The sudden disappearance of Dragon Bo wasn’t convincing to anyone. All parties knew that with their destructive force, Dragon Bo could create chaos at any moment. In this situation, P5—the alliance of the world’s leading powers—took a firm stance. The Eurosia East Weapons Group, in the interest of safeguarding its assets, pressured Dragon Bo. Meanwhile, M North Weapons Group unexpectedly adopted an aggressive approach by closely monitoring Dragon Bo’s actions and even urging Koland to take the initiative in stopping their expansion. These developments didn’t directly affect Joseph at the moment, but EGC’s backing had placed him into the globa
Because we’re already here, it means Company G is ready to discuss matters with the Euro of West Consortium. But I need an explanation about what happened at Frantastica Restaurant. That’s only fair, right?” Joseph said firmly. “Of course. That’s exactly why I wanted to meet with you, Mr. Joseph,” Vanilla responded seriously. Vanilla then explained that, as a core member of the Euro of West Consortium, she was responsible for reviewing industry performance in their region. The incident at the restaurant involving Kamdy became a burden that Vanilla had to address. “We’ve submitted a full report to the consortium board,” she said. “But our main concern is how Company G—and you, personally—view this situation.” Joseph remained calm, understanding that maintaining a good relationship with the Euro of West Consortium was a wise decision. After all, keeping balance in business was part of his strategy. Finally, Joseph began the conversation with a thoughtful tone. “In that case, i
"How did that happen?" Joseph frowned. "It's most likely the work of an external force," Jacky continued. "Some of our businesses are working with people from Stogu for trade on the northern border. We have three trade routes, and on each route, dozens of our teams regularly transport goods like ginseng, antiques, and deer antlers for trade." "But recently, two of the routes have lost contact, and all the people transporting the goods have disappeared. Now, all trade routes have been suspended, and no one dares to continue because they're afraid of the danger." Joseph asked, "What’s your next move?" Jacky replied, "I immediately sent twenty members of G Alliance in two teams to investigate, but they haven't returned yet. I suspect it’s the people from Stogu. The area is vast and sparsely populated, making them hard to track. If the Stogu forces are involved, things will get more complicated." Joseph was silent for a moment, then said, "I’ll handle this myself. Tell the G All
In the Hospital Corridor The hospital corridor felt eerily quiet, though the sound of medical staff's footsteps and the occasional beeping of machines broke the silence. Joseph sat on a long bench, gripping his phone tightly, his mind wandering far. Occasionally, he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. Mr. Barta patted his son-in-law’s shoulder. "Katty is a strong woman. Trust me, she’ll be fine." Before Joseph could respond, the cry of a baby suddenly echoed from the operating room. He immediately stood up, his face filled with happiness. The operating room door opened, and a doctor stepped out, removing their mask. "Mr. Joseph?" the doctor called. "Yes, Doctor?" "Congratulations, Mr. Joseph. Your son has been born." Those words made Joseph feel like a great weight had been lifted from him. He couldn’t contain his wide smile. "Thank you, Doctor. Thank you so much!" Mr. Barta raised his hands in the air. "My grandson!" he cheered. Ten minutes later, Joseph w
Then.... The sound of rapid gunfire echoed through the air! Joseph stood motionless, calmly waiting amidst the chaos. Heavy footsteps reverberated across the room. Members of the G Alliance emerged from the front door, their rifles still warm from their shots. They had taken down all of Ramond’s soldiers with flawless precision, moving like machines devoid of mercy. The G Alliance members had long trained to shoot in complete darkness, even with their eyes closed. This level of skill now allowed them to dominate their enemies despite the pitch-black conditions. “Turn on the lights,” Joseph ordered curtly, his voice authoritative. Ultra-bright flashlights snapped on, instantly illuminating the room. The light revealed a gruesome scene: twenty of Ramond’s soldiers lay lifeless on the floor, their blood pooling beneath them. The stench of gunpowder mixed with blood filled the air, causing Ramond to cough as he scanned the horrifying aftermath with fear and rage. “You…” Ram
Jennifer stood frozen in place, her body trembling, her once graceful face now etched with frustration and despair. Slowly, her hand moved to the folds of her dress, drawing out a small pistol that gleamed under the dim light. All eyes locked onto her—Joseph remained silent, his gaze as cold as ice, while Ramond sneered with a smug grin, full of disdain and mockery. Zako, usually quick to act, now watching with a mix of anxiety and helplessness. Jennifer raised the pistol to her head, her hand shaking uncontrollably. "This is all my fault..." she whispered, her voice barely audible. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but no one moved to stop her. She lifted her head slightly, her tear-filled eyes meeting Joseph's. Yet, there was no response from her son—no empathy, no hesitation, just a chilling, unyielding silence. Jennifer’s gaze grew vacant. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, and without warning, the sharp crack of a gunshot shattered the silence. Her body crumpled t
The dim light from the chandelier cast sharp shadows across Joseph’s cold face. His eyes scanned the room sharply, observing each person within it. Jacky tried to speak, but no sound escaped his lips. He was barely hanging on, his life slipping away. Joseph glanced briefly at Jacky before redirecting his focus to the three figures before him. Jennifer abruptly stood, clutching a nearly empty wine glass in her trembling hand. Her face was pale, and though she tried to mask her nerves, her shaking fingers betrayed her unease. Ramond, in contrast, lounged casually in his chair, legs crossed as if there were nothing to worry about. Meanwhile, Zako appeared far more alert, his eyes darting between Joseph and the exit. “So,” Joseph’s deep, cold voice shattered the silence, “I come here and find myself... entertained by quite the show.” Jennifer quickly drank the rest of her wine, trying to steady herself. But as Joseph’s gaze locked onto hers, she froze. The woman, typically full
The room was dark and empty. Only the sound of Jacky’s footsteps echoed, filling the oppressive silence. His eyes scanned every corner, his pistol aimed forward, ready for any threat. But there was nothing—no Ramond, no Jennifer, no Zako. Only the cold air brushing against his skin like an invisible menace.Jacky growled, kicking over an old wooden chair that lay in the middle of the room. “Damn it! They escaped!” he yelled, his anger burning hot. He rubbed his temples, trying to steady the frustration boiling inside him. But before he could plan his next move, something unexpected happened.Out of nowhere, a coarse cloth wrapped tightly around his face. Someone yanked a bag over his head, cutting off his vision entirely.Jacky struggled, punching and thrashing, but his attacker was strong. Two firm hands restrained him with precision. Within seconds, he was forced into a chair, his body tied down with ropes that quickly bound his wrists and ankles.“Who are you?!” Jacky shouted, his
In the basement...The damp atmosphere clung to the space, making the air feel oppressively heavy.At the center of the room stood an old wooden table strewn with papers and maps. In one corner, Ramond sat on a worn-out chair, dressed in a faded shirt. Despite his simple appearance, his chilling aura remained unmistakable.The creaking of the wooden door broke the silence. Jennifer appeared, carrying two large bags filled with food supplies and water bottles. Her once-elegant dress now looked slightly disheveled, as if the long journey to this hidden place had drained her energy."Ramond," she said softly, lowering the bags onto the floor. "I brought food and necessities to last you a few days. I hope it’s enough."Ramond lifted his head, a faint smile forming on his lips—a smile that was both calming and enigmatic. "My darling," he greeted her warmly, his tone as smooth as ever. "You never fail to impress me."Jennifer lowered her gaze, avoiding his penetrating stare.Ramond rose fro
Ramond was a name well-known among the global elite, not only for his ruthlessness but also for his uncanny ability to manipulate. However, behind the mask of power he always wore, there was a hidden truth: Ramond owned nothing. Everything—his wealth, assets, and the networks he wielded—belonged to Jennifer. A woman trapped in her blind love for Ramond for years, she had made him a symbol of power in the eyes of the world.Jennifer’s love became a vulnerability that Ramond exploited without hesitation. He played his role flawlessly, presenting himself as a charismatic yet dangerous leader within the global elite circles. Jennifer even elevated him to the position of leader of the global elite, ensuring that all resources were at his disposal. Under his influence, many leaders in the network were willing to take extreme measures to achieve their objectives—whether it was dominating specific economic sectors, manipulating politics, or mercilessly destroying rivals.Ramond became a symbo
Joseph stood abruptly and said nothing. He cast a cold glance at his mother before turning and walking away. His firm steps echoed as he exited the grand mansion, with Gawali silently following close behind. The tense atmosphere was palpable, yet not a word was spoken between them until both Joseph and Gawali were inside the sleek black car. Once the car door shut, Joseph leaned back, staring straight ahead with an expressionless face. Gawali, seated in the driver’s seat, finally broke the silence, his tone cautious. “Sir, should I contact Interpol immediately? If Ramond is truly involved in your grandfather’s death, we can make him an international fugitive.”“No need,” Joseph interrupted, his tone decisive. “I’ll find him myself. I’ll deal with him personally. No one else is allowed to interfere until I’m satisfied.”Gawali gave a slight nod, understanding it wasn’t the time to argue.Joseph added, “Contact Jacky.”“Tell him to prepare the team. I need them ready for my next orders
The grand mansion was silent, with only the sound of Joseph and Gawali's footsteps echoing against the marble floors.Joseph stepped into the vast living room, its high ceilings adorned with sparkling crystal chandeliers.At the center of the room stood a golden sofa, strikingly prominent amidst the luxurious Persian carpet surrounding it.Joseph’s eyes immediately caught the figure of a woman standing near the large window. Jennifer, draped elegantly in white satin pajamas, stood poised as she gazed out. Her neatly combed hair reflected the faint light from the chandelier, and her face remained expressionless as usual.Joseph exhaled deeply, throwing himself onto the golden sofa with a casual yet calculated demeanor. He crossed one leg over his knee and stared at his mother with a mocking gaze.“So, my mom is still the same as ever,” he said sharply. “will awake when hear commotion.”Jennifer turned slowly, her expression betraying no reaction to his jab. With measured grace, she app