“No thanks,” Perseus muttered, lying on the bed and putting on his glasses. “I don’t like people who don’t keep their promises.”Gold folded his arm, standing next to Perseus. “Fine, forget about us being friends, but I came here to inform you about a chess competition. It is an international competition, and there are tons of people competing for my position. I want you to…”“If you want me to take up your position, I’ll gladly do it.” Gold’s eyes rounded, and he frowned. “No way! I wasn’t asking you to take my place. Don’t you get tired of being good at almost everything?”Perseus shook his head. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”“How many talents do you have?” Gold questioned. “As long as I can count, you have a skill for basketball, cooking, investigating, chess, gaming, and there might be tons of others that I don’t know about.”Ignoring him, Perseus closed his eyes, inhaling as the breeze grazed his skin. Noticing this, Gold poked him on the shoulder.“I was wonderin
“Are we there yet?” Adrianna asked as Perseus pulled over in front of the company. He got out of the car, and both ladies followed suit. After Gold had left, the ladies were done swimming and surfing. It was already time for his meeting with the CEO of AfterEnd.The panel was floating in front of him, right above his chest. [Energy refill level: 19.9%]Sighing, he waved his hand in the air, causing the panel to disappear. The 20% energy he had gotten was already reduced by 0.01%. He had wanted to make it at least 80 or more, but he failed. “Yes, we are here.” He answered, reading the words on the board. Adrianna was right. They had always refused to meet with Robin, but they agreed to do so. Also, they agreed to meet him at a restaurant and not at their company. It was more like they were plotting something against him.[Plotting against you, 100%]“Why did they agree to meet at a restaurant?” Adrianna questioned. “A public one at that too. They didn’t book a reservation or a VIP.
Dickson’s lips twitched at the words that Eriss said to him. It was more like she had reminded him of how much he hated his last name. That wasn’t enough to get him angry, and he was ready to make it slide, so he flashed her one of his smiles that made girls drool over him, but she had a frown glued to her face that he almost thought was permanent—even though they were, which he had no idea of.“Just forget about my last name. You can call me by my first name.” Dickson muttered, reaching to grab her hand that was on the table.[What a terrible flirt.] Iris muttered, a frown appearing on her face. [He didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was hitting on both ladies.]Perseus grabbed Dickson’s hand before they could hold Eris. “We are here for business; stop flirting with the ladies while we have something to discuss.”Dickson nodded, withdrawing his hand yet again with a grin. “You refused to shake my hands the other time, but you are holding them here.”“It doesn’t matter,” Perseu
“I have already laid out my deal. Either you let me pay back the money and take the game or take legal action against your company. Thereby, in the process, it leaves a huge stain on it, pulls out all of the investors, and then makes it go bankrupt. It is your choice.” Dickson’s eyes widened. “Is that a warning?”“It is a threat,” Perseus answered. “And I am serious about it. Besides, it wasn’t my company that had the money; the person who did was in jail, but I thought about it. Since I have his shares, why don’t I pay back the money?”Dickson gulped, fear appearing on his face. “I still don’t know if you are lying or not, but I will let you come to my company.”“Why is that?”“I want you to help me identify the one who asked the employees to buy the game,” Dickson replied with a serious look on his face. “I want to put an end to this rivalry between the both of us, and I hope we will end up being allies.”Perseus was silent; Dickson looked different than he had looked earlier. That
Old man After End sat on a sofa in the living room, he was having a drink with a fellow old man, and they were smiling and laughing at something. Three men were standing not too far away from them. Each of them had a stern look on their faces. He had just raised the glass to his lips to take a sip when one of the guards walked up to him and whispered into his ears. His eyes widened, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared, replaced with a frown. He dropped the glass on the table and rose to his feet.“Is there anything wrong?” The old man sitting opposite him asked, standing up too. “That brat invited the CEO of J.K. into the company and asked him to help take my shares.” Old man AfterEnd snarled. “Not only did he give him shares, but he also gave him more than enough shares that made him the company's second-largest shareholder.”Before the second old man could speak, Old Man AfterEnd turned around and headed for the door. “Wait here for me.” Old man AfterEnd muttered. “Ther
“Wait here.” Dickson opened the door and waited for Vania to enter. She still had a shock-stricken look on her face as she walked into the office. Dickson was trying his very best not to chuckle at what happened. He had seen her do that to other people, and they all fell for it.He had been worried about it working for Perseus, but when it didn't, he was glad. “We will come back to you when we are ready.” Dickson continued. “Hand over your phone; they aren’t allowed in here.”Although he was lying about it, she calmly handed him the phone without questioning and sat on one of the chairs in the office.Dickson stared at the phone in his hand before turning away and shutting the door behind him. They had already gotten one of the people who might have been involved in stealing the game ideas.After all, it was Eris who made the character's sketches.Dickson walked up to Perseus, who had been waiting seven feet away and was on a phone call with Sherry. She and Adrianna had gone the opp
"Yes, it is,” Dickson replied with a smile. “I met with the president of the company, and it wasn’t like everyone had thought. He was kind and quite understanding, too. It was so bad that our grandfathers had a misunderstanding between them. However, it has nothing to do with us, so we made up.” Perseus noticed that Dickson skipped the part about introducing him as the president of J.K. If he had done that, then their plans would have been ruined. But he knew that he had to be done before the old man showed up.The manager smiled so brightly that the side of his lips almost touched his ears. “That’s perfect! I had always wondered when it was going to clear up. Thank goodness you became the CEO; if not, I wouldn’t have seen this beautiful moment.“When do you intend to invite the president of J.K. to our company to check it out? We can’t do the same because the company is flawless. I would like to be his tour guide on that day.”Just like an open book, the manager couldn’t hide his ex
“You what?” Perseus demanded.Iva almost jumped off her seat. Vania was staring at her, expecting her to stay silent about it and not say anything.“Iva is usually nervous in front of influential people,” Vania claimed, nudging Iva on the shoulder again. “Isn’t that right?”Iva shook her head rapidly; she could already tell the lie wouldn’t take them anywhere. “We did it.” She answered.A smile curled up Vania’s lips. Iva had always listened and followed everything she said. “See, she admitted that we made the game together at a sleepover at each other's house. Perhaps the person who lied about us plagiarizing the game was probably jealous of us.”“No!” Iva yelled. “We didn’t create the game idea together at a sleepover. The game was stolen from J.K., and I was made to lie about it being my idea even though I didn’t write it.”Blood drained from Vania’s face as Iva confessed. She nudged Iva again, trying to tell her to take back her words, but Iva rose to her feet instead and moved aw