[Tomorrow is the day you will escort Mr. Kim to get a new set of antiques], Iris revealed.[Are you telling me you forgot about that?]Perseus' eyes widened. That mission was from a long time ago; he had even forgotten about it.He suddenly frowned at Iris. She hadn’t reminded him earlier, and now he would have to be away when the others were preparing the things needed for them to head to the company.[It isn’t my fault that you forgot. It should've been a month ago, but it was postponed to tomorrow].‘If it has been postponed,’ Perseus stated, ‘why wasn't I informed?’[You were].‘When?’[The message was sent to your contact I usually manage. The one I livestream and call with].“Oh, why didn't you tell me?”[I forgot], she replied, a smirk playing on her lips.He could tell she was lying.[Several months have passed. If you were to be punished, you would have lost your little bird], she grinned widely.[When you say my goal will never come to pass, it always hurts].[I would love f
Perseus ran his hand through his hair as he headed for the venue. Three guards stood at the entrance, scrutinizing everyone who approached. He glanced around. The design was predominantly antiques and gold. The interior of the outer part of the venue was luxurious. He wondered how much the prize money was that made Mr. Kim invite him. He was about to walk into the venue when one of the guards blocked his path with his hand. “Your invitation,” the guard muttered. “I don’t have one,” Perseus replied since Mr. Kim had told him nothing about the invitation or sent him one. The guard scowled at him. “You can’t go in without an invitation.”“I was invited,” Perseus insisted. Both guards exchanged glances before turning their gazes away from him. Another man appeared next to Perseus, his hair dyed blue and a piercing on his nose. “Welcome, Mr. Kelses,” the guards bowed their heads in greeting. “You can go in.”Kelses grinned before walking into the venue. The men didn’t even ask for h
Perseus was stunned by the revelation. He couldn’t believe that Tobias made him the largest shareholder and Mr. Kim the second. He wondered how many shares Tobias had and who was the CEO.“Why the hell did you make me the largest shareholder?” Perseus demanded. “I didn’t invest in anything. In fact, I knew nothing about your agency.”Tobias waved his hand dismissively. “No, you did invest something.”“I didn’t.”“You did.”“Tell me what I invested in.”“You invested in me.”“Huh?” Perseus furrowed his brow in confusion. “It was all thanks to you that I was able to get myself a girlfriend and an agency,” Tobias muttered. “My girlfriend was the lady to whom I sold the antiques you picked that day,” he explained. “You said she liked me first.”Tobias nodded. “She did. She took my contact to get to you, but since I refused to give her your contact and we went out on dates, she finally forgot about you.”“That’s great,” Perseus replied. “She seemed nice when I met her. Make sure not to g
Kelses stormed his feet on the floor, ready to create a scene. He couldn’t believe Mr. Kim had ignored him and let them sit without asking for permission. Since no one was taking his words seriously that those seats were meant for him and his friend, he decided to use a different approach. He glanced at Tobias; he recognized Tobias as the new rising antique big shot, so his eyes averted until they landed on Perseus.His target, who wasn't part of the antique community,“This is unacceptable!” Kelses yelled. “Not only did you let him get into the venue without an invitation, you let him take the position of someone who is in business!”Perseus gave Kelses a blank stare, holding his gaze until he looked away. “Didn’t I say that he was my guest?” Mr. Kim roared, making the people sitting behind him flinch. “I won’t take it anymore if you keep on speaking; now scram before I get the security to throw you out.”Seeing that Mr. Kim would do like he said if he didn’t leave, Kelses's fist t
“You deceived them into believing I couldn’t pick an antique? Just to make them think you are going to lose since you chose me,” Perseus questioned.Mr. Kim nodded. “Yes, that’s why I did it.”Perseus leaned back against the chair, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Alright,” he said, feeling a sense of relief and satisfaction settle in his chest. Mr. Kim had his reasons, and that was good enough for him.“Mr. Kim,” a voice said, making Perseus raise his head to look.He saw a familiar face; the person had a grin on his face as he stared at Mr. Kim.“Yama, you are here,” Mr. Kim responded.Yama nodded, throwing his head back. “Yes, have you picked who is going to represent you, or are you going to go in yourself and pick an antique?”“I might go by myself.”Yama looked stunned. “You and I know that you can’t pick antiques because of your terrible eyesight.”Perseus hadn’t noticed it before. Yama's lips twisted into a smirk, his eyes narrowing with a glint of mockery as he stared
Perseus smirked. This was going to be an easy game for him.“One is to find genuine antiques in a room. There are tons of antiques that will confuse you, so make sure not to make a mistake. This first stage consists of one genuine antique in the room.” “The second stage consists of genuine antiques. You would be allowed to find genuine antiques; we won’t say how many are in the room until the contest ends.”Every one of the contestants looked bold and calm, each of them having the feeling that they were going to win. Perseus began to wonder how there would be a loser since they all intended to win.[That’s how it works, host.] Iris popped out. [They all think they will win until the game commences or until the results are called out.]Perseus glanced at Iris. ‘Great timing for you to show up.’[Yeah, yeah, I was busy with something.]‘Now you sound like a married woman.’Iris glared at him. [You better concentrate on the rules of the game, you motherfucker.]Grinning, Perseus paid at
The murmurs grew more and more as Tristan challenged Perseus to speak. [Tristan is a fellow big shot in the industry, and I say that if it weren’t for the fact that Mr. Kim participated this year, he was going to win again.] Iris revealed. [Although he looks calm and harmless, he is a bully, and he abuses his power on people he deems weak.]‘Well, I am not weak.’[Exactly.]In the control room, the man behind the booming voice raised the mic to his lips to stop them from arguing, but an old man next to him stopped him. “Don’t do anything.” The old man stated: “I want to see what kind of person Mr. Kim chose.”The man with the mic nodded his head. "Yes, Mr. Long.”Mr. Long grinned. “Mr. Kim didn't participate in the contest because he had no one to represent him, but now he is participating. Do you think it is just a coincidence?”The man shook his head. “I don’t know. I have no idea why he would pick someone who doesn’t know how to pick antiques and isn’t in the register either.”M
“How did you find the door so easily?” Tobias questioned, falling into step with Perseus after closing the door.“Lock the door with the keys,” Perseus told him. “We don’t need anyone coming into our space and ruining things for us.”Perseus had successfully ignored the question, and Tobias didn’t seem to notice. He walked back to the door and locked it before glancing back at Perseus.“We will head to the first stage first,” Perseus mumbled. “We need to find genuine antiques out of the fakes in the room.”Tobias nodded. “That's right, it should be super easy.”Perseus saw no need to try to convince him. The building was so bright that they could see every angle.After entering the first door, the only door they could see was the first stage door. This door was red, unlike the blue door they had walked in through.There was a sign next to the door that said it was the first stage. Perseus' eyes caught sight of several cameras aligned in the room from various angles.“Are you ready?” P