169Undeterred, Michael chuckled, "Well, I've played a fair bit. It's all in good fun, right?"The rich men exchanged smirks, clearly amused by Michael's audacity. The leader scoffed, "Fun? This is a game for winners, not someone like you."Despite the condescending remarks, Michael decided to persist. "Come on, a friendly match won't hurt. Let's see who the real winner is."Michael was an ace at billiards, he played it with his grandfather when he was still very young.The men laughed, their arrogance intensifying. "You're out of your league, buddy. Go find a corner to hide in or something," one of them mocked.Michael, undeterred by the insults, picked up a cue stick and confidently approached the pool table. "Let's play. Maybe I'll surprise you."The leader, a tall man with slicked-back hair and a disdainful smirk, sneered, "Surprise us? I highly doubt that." He glanced at his companions, who all seemed to share the same arrogance.A burly man with a thick beard chuckled, "Look at
170Marcus gave a subtle nod, and as Michael prepared for his next shot, Rick discreetly leaned against the table, attempting to subtly shift the balance and throw off the game.Michael took his stance, unaware of the subterfuge. He took his shot, and the cue ball veered off course—just as Rick had intended. A smug smile spread across Rick's face."Looks like your luck's run out, Ventura," Marcus taunted.But Michael simply chalked his cue, unfazed. "Let's see about that."On his next turn, Michael adjusted his stance ever so slightly, compensating for the altered position of the table. The rich men, thinking they had successfully disrupted Michael's game, exchanged triumphant glances.Alex, with a smirk, exclaimed,"Nice try, Ventura. But you can't recover from that."Undeterred, Michael calmly observed the new layout and took his shot. To the men's astonishment, the cue ball crossed the altered path flawlessly, sinking another ball.Jeremy, was in disbelief, "How did he...? That sho
171When he returned home, Michael found Emily working in the living room. He decided to apologize to Emily, acknowledging her excitement about the family business."Em, I want you to know that I support you in this new adventure with Dad's store," he confessed.Emily looked surprised but grateful. "Really, Michael?""Yeah, really. I might not agree with everything, but family comes first," he admitted.Emily smiled and hugged him. "Thanks, Michael. I appreciate that."Curious, Emily noticed Michael's somber mood again. "But what's going on with you? And why does it seem like you're on bad terms with Olivia?"Michael sighed, deciding it was time to come clean."I messed up, Em. I got caught kissing another girl, and Olivia saw it."Emily's eyes widened. "What? Michael, how could you? Olivia really liked you.""I know, Em. It was a misunderstanding, and I regret it deeply," he confessed.Emily scolded him. "No wonder she took my departure of her store so badly. You need to fix this, Mic
172Meanwhile, Emily had been working tirelessly to refine the last details for the opening of her store, which was scheduled for the next day. She returned home very late that evening, her fatigue evident.Concerned, Michael approached her. "Emily, you're back so late. Are you okay?"Emily managed a tired smile. "I'm fine, Michael. I was just putting the finishing touches on the store. It's going to be amazing."Michael's worry faded, replaced by pride for his sister's accomplishments. "I'm proud of you, Em. I hope the opening goes well.""Thank you, Michael. I really appreciate your support," Emily replied warmly. "I hope you'll be there tomorrow.""Of course," Michael assured her. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."The next morning, Emily left home early to prepare for the grand opening of her store.Michael headed to TecnoVen. He sought out Robert."Robert, I need to talk to you," Michael said, finding him in his office.Robert looked up from his desk, concern etched on his face.
173 "Michael, you don't need to fight this alone. You know, I've been running Luminory Inc, an electricity company, for years. We're not strangers to renewable energy projects. We don't have to be competitors, son." Edward said.Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Dad, I appreciate the offer. I really do. But this is something I have to do on my own.""I understand, Michael," Edward replied, his voice softening. "But remember, there was a time when I had to face a mafia problem in the company. You stepped in, you ruled. It's already a part of you."Michael remained silent for a moment, before responding. "Thank you, Dad. But I'm not interested."Meanwhile, Emily had been trying to mend the relationship between Michael and Olivia. "Michael," she said one week later, "I've been talking to Olivia. I think she's willing to give it another shot."Michael raised an eyebrow. "Really?""Yes," Emily confirmed. "Just don't mess it up this time, alright?"The next weekend, Michael
174The person on the other end of the phone asked, "Did you proceed exactly as we agreed Katherine?"Absolutely, every detail was executed flawlessly. I followed the plan to the letter, Emily is convinced that I'm Lea Boutin, and our collaboration is set in motion." She assured.The person chuckled darkly. "Excellent. Phase 1 is complete. We'll be in touch. Then he hung up.Back at home, Emily couldn't contain her excitement and rushed to tell Michael about her day."You'll never believe what happened to me today," she exclaimed.Michael nonchalantly asked,"What happened."Lea Boutin the celebrity who comes from a very wealthy fashion family shopped at my store! She loved my taste so much that she offered to help me start my own brand, It's incredible!" Emily excitedly shared.Michael was surprised and cautioned her, "Be careful Em, such kindness from someone important, discreet, and busy? Just be cautious," he advised."Stop thinking you're the only one capable of great things. I'll
175Lea noticed Emily's reaction and quickly reached up to adjust her wig, a flustered expression crossing her face. "Oh, excuse me, dear. It seems the wind got the better of me." She forced a chuckle, attempting to downplay the incident.Emily couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Her mind raced, trying to make sense of what she had just witnessed. Was Lea wearing a wig? And why did she look so different without it?Lea, sensing Emily's skepticism, decided to address the unspoken question. "Emily, I know you must be wondering about the wig. It's a part of my public image as Lea Boutin. Maintaining a certain appearance is crucial in the fashion industry. It's all about perception."Emily, still puzzled, nodded slowly. "I understand the importance of image, but it just took me by surprise. So, what's the plan for our collaboration?"Lea, smoothly redirecting the conversation, began outlining the strategic steps. "Firstly, we'll need a grand launch event. I have contacts in
176Emily eagerly called Olivia to share a stunning revelation."Olivia, you won't believe what just happened! Remember that person I mentioned?"Olivia, intrigued, responded, "Oh, yeah! Congratulations on whatever it is! What is the name ?""It's Lea Boutin! Can you believe it? Things are finally happening!" Emily exclaimed.Olivia's voice crackled with surprise, "Lea Boutin? Are you serious?""Yes, deadly serious," Emily exclaimed.But Olivia, with a hint of skepticism, mentioned, "Lea Boutin? I thought she was abroad for a fashion show."Dismissing Olivia's doubt, Emily insisted, "No way! I saw her, we even had a conversation today. It's definitely her, same voice and everything."A note of concern crept into Olivia's voice, "Are you sure? Lea's supposed to be out of the country."Frustration creeping into her voice, Emily insisted, "I saw her, Olivia. We talked. It was Lea, no doubt. Same voice, same presence."A note of doubt lingered in Olivia's response, "Em, I'm certain Lea is