Louis couldn't believe he was hearing Doug speak like that. He was extremely surprised, saying, "Why is that?" Doug looked up at Louis, a pained smile on his face. "I can't strive like you, Louis. You're amazing for being able to work and support yourself while going to school." Pausing momentarily, Doug continued with a touch of bitterness, "Six months ago, my AI project was on the path to success. It was more than halfway completed, and I had filed for copyright. However, someone leaked and published the project before me. It was the research minister of Roman Corporation, a renowned tech company... I became a copycat. I wanted to sue them, but I wasn't successful. Everyone looked at me with suspicion. I was scared and disgusted with everything." Doug lowered his head, and Louis felt tears welling in his eyes. Louis choked up as he spoke, "I was devastated. I locked myself in my room, shutting out the world. If not for receiving the news of my parent's death in a car accident, I m
More than a month ago. Eric was drunk with his gang in a certain bar. He drank a lot and started boasting to his gang about his past exploits: "...I'm the boss in this area. No one dares to defy me or disrespect me! Without my help, Louis wouldn't have achieved what he has today!" He laughed out loud, finishing a large glass of beer and bursting into laughter. In front of Louis, he was always afraid and had to call him "Boss." However, behind his back, he would call Louis by his name in front of his gang as if asserting his power. The gang members glanced at each other; some looked contemptuously. However, no one objected or said anything more. This guy Eric was a foolish and arrogant type. Interacting with him would only harm them instead of making him more sober. After a while, Eric cheerfully went to the restroom. He couldn't deny that since working for Louis, his life had become much more comfortable. After taking care of his business, Eric walked outside. At that moment, t
Louis sat in his home office, handling urgent tasks for the Ofox Gang to prepare for the annual feast. Just then, there was a knock on the office door. Louis paused for a moment and said, "Come in." The door opened, and Doug walked in. Louis raised an eyebrow slightly at his presence. He stopped his hand movement and waited for Doug to speak. After a while, Doug looked at Louis and said, "Thank you so much, Louis." Louis couldn't help but sound bored as he replied, "You've thanked me dozens of times since you came back." An instant look of panic appeared on Doug's face, but he quickly said, "Gratitude is never excessive, right? You've given me so many tech projects, trusted me so much..." Louis raised his hand to interrupt Doug's words and said, "Alright, now your task is to execute those projects excellently. No one will dare steal projects from you again this time." Since the incident that caused both clans to collapse in the past, few forces had dared to cause trouble for Loui
Lucy was led upstairs to the rooftop by a person wearing a cloak with a fox emblem, using a mysterious elevator. At the entrance to the rooftop, two guards were standing watch. To enter, guests not only needed an invitation but also had to be accompanied by a member of the Ofox Gang with an access card. It could be said that the security measures were stringent. Perhaps at this moment, Lucy never expected that someone audacious would cause trouble at this grand feast with many important figures. Inside, Louis was seated on the highest chair at the round table. The feast had two tiers. The outer tier was for guests with high status and connections to the underworld. The inner tier consisted of individuals with power and influence in the criminal world. A man wearing a cloak with an eagle emblem approached. He smiled and said, "In a few more years, you will surpass the big players in this underworld." Louis was not modest either, "That would be best. After all, my goal is to expan
Louis smiled and looked at Eric, saying, "Your troops are quite strong, managing to hold on for a whole minute." A compliment is more insulting than humiliation. Eric frowned and growled, "You wretched...!" Before he could finish his insult, he was punched in the face. The punch made him tilt his head to one side, too hurt to say a word. Louis pretended to be concerned and said, "Don't hit so hard. We must still interrogate him to find out who's behind his instigation." The person who had just acted lowered their head, afraid to say anything. Louis looked at Eric, his entire face filled with pain. Louis furrowed his brows slightly. He could tell that the punch from his subordinate couldn't have hurt Eric enough to contort his face like that. He furrowed his brows as a lousy suspicion arose in his mind. Seeing Eric's reddened eyes, Louis shouted, "Everyone evacuates and stay away from Eric!" The two bodyguards didn't understand why Louis suddenly said that. However, they quickl
"It's been three days..." "He still hasn't woken up. His injuries..." Who is speaking? In a daze, Louis wondered. He felt as if he had been in darkness for a long time. What had happened, after all? He had to open his eyes, even if he couldn't remember anything. He wanted to see the light. Louis struggled with these thoughts. A cheerful voice exclaimed, "It seems the boss's eyelashes just moved!" Another person quickly said, "Go call the doctor quickly!" Footsteps echoed hurriedly. Amidst the chaos, Louis slowly opened his eyes. Before him was a white ceiling, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. No doubt about it, he was in a hospital. Louis opened his eyes and then shut them tightly again. His head throbbed, and images from before he lost consciousness began to flow into his mind. Their car rolled down the cliff. Leon is thrown out, and then himself... As soon as he thought of that, Louis immediately sat up. The pain coursing through his body made him
Helen's eyes filled with tears as she looked at Louis and said, "Miss Elena, she still hasn't woken up. I saw her wrapped up in bandages in the special care roomages..." Louis furrowed his brows slightly as he looked at Helen and said, "Don't be sad. She'll be fine." Helen nodded in agreement and said, "I believe so too." After sitting with Lo for awhile while Helen ran out of the room. Louis sighed and lifted his phone, dialing Leonard's number. Leonard quickly picked up on the other end and said, "Boss, what can I do for you?" Louis replied, "Can you come to the hospital momentarily?" Leonard immediately responded, ended, and soon the hospital room door was knocked. Louis said, "Come in." The door opened, and the person who walked in was none other than Leonard. He looked worriedly at Louis and asked, "Boss, is something bothering you?" Louis shook his head. He looked at Leonard and asked, "After I passed out, how are things with the gang and the company?" Leonard couldn't
It had been almost two weeks since Louis woke up, and finally, he could get out of bed. He sat in a wheelchair, and the first thing he did was visit Elena. Indeed, she still hadn't regained consciousness. The doctors said there was a possibility of brain death. But how could that be? Louis believed that Elena would never die so quickly. Almost three weeks he has had passed since the incident. Although she hadn't woken up yet, she hadn't broken either. She was just in a coma. One day, she would wake up! Louis thought deeply. Leonard pushed the wheelchair for him as they went to Elena's hospital room. She had been moved from the intensive care unit. However, they could only see her through a glass partition. They arrived just as a group of doctors finished examining Elena. Louis looked at them and asked, "How is she?" The doctors recognized Louis and knew his identity. This hospital was a branch established explicitly for the Adonis family. The hospital belonged to the heir. It may seem