"Thommy Patrick Albern, CEO of Charath D'Joungth Compan, officially invested ten million dollars into Corpa Miller Company. Wow, you are really great!"Darren took a sip of the red wine served on the dining table after Mr. Miller, his father, said that. Since three days after the official announcement of Thommy investing into Corpa Miller Company, the news spread everywhere.In Mr. Miller's hand, there was already a newspaper with a photo of Darren shaking hands with Thommy. Of course it was something to be proud of.Thommy was known as an investor who would not carelessly put his money into a company. That is also the track record of Charath D'Joungth Company. There has never been a significant downturn or decline in shares. The company earned huge profits as long as it issued every business innovation.Therefore, Thommy is a very influential investor. Almost all investors will follow in the footsteps of the company where Thonmy gives his money."Who trained you to negotiate with M
"Walt, Mr. Charlotte is about to be released from prison," Darren said after the family dinner was over.Walt furrowed his brow as a look of surprise crossed his face. He stepped closer to Darren with an incredulous look."How come? How did you know?" Walt asked.Darren realized Walt didn't believe a word he said. Therefore, he just sighed heavily."I figured you wouldn't take my word for it, Walt. I got a phone call a little while ago," Darren explained slowly.Seeing the serious look on Darren's face, Walt's body automatically moved closer. Walt looked at Darren with great curiosity. Darren had time to check the surrounding atmosphere to make sure no one heard their conversation."The phone call was from Mr. Charlotte. I think he used the prison phone to call me. He said he would meet me and see what he would do," Darren explained.Walt was still frowning."Did Mr. Walt really say that? Oh, aren't those phone facilities only for the privileged, moneyed inmates?"Darren snapped his f
"Why are you calling me, Cloe?" asked Darren after picking up the phone call.In front of Darren, Walt wore an expression of astonishment and glanced in the small rearview mirror. Walt had already thought of all the bad possibilities about Cloe calling Darren."Darren, I actually want to have a serious talk with you. Are you... are you still angry about what I did to you?" asked Cloe in a hesitant voice.Darren furrowed his brow. Cloe's question confused him. He could hardly believe that Cloe would ask him such a question."Why do you ask that?" asked Darren.Cloe was silent for a few seconds. During that silence, it felt like Darren couldn't calm down. Darren guessed various things in his mind about why Cloe suddenly asked him that question. His senses couldn't help but be alert."I'm just making sure. Considering what you did to my father, I'm guessing you're very hurt," Cloe said.Realizing Walt was both curious and suspicious of him, Darren turned on the speaker mode. Eventually
"What do you mean, you want me to agree to a deal to release Mr. Charlotte?" asked Darren.In front of Darren, Mr. Kimberth and Mr. Jansen-the two investors who were his main targets-looked on with challenging expressions. Darren was still squinting, watching them in astonishment."That's right. When you say professionalism, you have to prove that you can get rid of your ego in business?" Mr. Kimberth asked."You exposed Mr. Charlotte's secret conversations about wanting to destroy the Corpa Miller Group. But in reality, Mr. Charlotte hasn't done anything yet.""Then what did I do wrong?" Darren asked, still confused."Your actions show that you were so scared that you got defensive and attacked someone like that," Mr. Jansen replied.Darren immediately let out a rude breath as he laughed sarcastically. Now he was starting to get the picture:Mr. Charlotte called Darren to give a vague warning, Cloe called him to negotiate, and then the two investors he was targeting gave a warning an
"Are you doing this on purpose, Mr. Charlotte?"The atmosphere in the inmate and guest visiting room was tense. Darren and Mr. Charlotte were sitting opposite each other with serious expressions.A few hours ago Darren sent a visit request which was immediately approved by Mr. Charlotte. Darren deliberately wanted to talk directly to Mr. Charlotte after many suspicious events."I didn't expect you to come visit me here," Mr. Charlotte said with a chuckle.Darren snorted in disgust. He knew Mr. Charlotte was deliberately provoking his annoyance."Yeah, you planned for me to come here. Right?" asked Darren."What do you mean? I complied with your wishes by staying in this prison. You don't seem satisfied," replied Mr. Charlotte."No need to pretend, Mr. Charlotte. You called me to give an implied ultimatum.""I'm just warming up before facing you in our upcoming business competition, Darren.""You're indirectly saying that you'll be free from prison in the near future. I can see what yo
"What did you find, Walt?" asked Darren.As Walt approached the table that had a laptop on it, Darren followed the man. The look on Darren's face was very curious. Especially seeing that Walt looked very serious when he was about to tinker with the laptop."Evidence showing Mr. Charlotte working with Mr. Kimberth and Mr. Jansen," Walt replied.Darren spontaneously broke into a smile. He was already beside Walt and looking at the laptop screen enthusiastically."Can this evidence be taken to court, Walt?" asked Darren."Unfortunately not, Mr. Darren. Although this evidence shows quite clearly that there was cooperation between Mr. Charlotte, Mr. Kimberth and Mr. Jansen, there are still irregularities that are not clearly recorded.""You took the CCTV footage?" Darren was somewhat amazed at Walt."Of course. I took CCTV footage in front of the prison's main entrance gate and the back gate. But the CCTV footage I took from the back gate was footage of the street pole," Walt replied expla
"I will still agree to Mr. Charlotte's request to release him," Darren replied confidently. Mr. Miller looked like he wanted to deny what Darren was planning. But seeing that Darren was very sure of his own plan, Mr. Miller pursed his lips again."Alright. I can't hold you back if you've made that choice, Darren," Mr. Miller replied.Darren immediately shifted his gaze briefly to Mr. Miller. He noticed the concern implied by Mr. Miller's expression. But he merely curved a reassuring smile. "Take it easy, Dad. I've lived with Mr. Charlotte for years. I know how he is," Darren replied. Mr. Miller had nothing more to say to Darren."Do whatever you want, but take care of yourself, Darren. Even though you know how Mr. Charlotte is, business competition is a cruel thing," Mr. Miller said.Darren nodded his head. He then looked at Walt, and gave him a brief pat on the shoulder."Thank you for your efforts in finding this evidence, Walt. We'll keep this in a secret room, don't let anyo
Darren spontaneously burst out laughing after hearing Cloe's question."What do you mean?" asked Darren. "Your question sounds ridiculous."Cloe looked at Darren with a stunned look on her face. She hadn't expected to see such a reaction from Darren."Why are you asking that?" Cloe asked in a fairly soft tone. Darren let out a long sigh after his laughter gradually subsided. Cloe's question really did sound ridiculous to his ears. He didn't even know what to answer now."What did you expect, huh?" Darren asked back, his tone sounding sarcastic.Cloe furrowed her brow."You think I'd still love you after what's happened between us so far?" Once again, Darren asked."What's wrong with me asking you that? We've only been apart for four months," Cloe said, sounding like she was expecting something.Darren nodded his head, then thought for a moment."It's true we've only been apart for four months. But what you're doing to me that's so unfair has been going on for years, Cloe."The look
"What do you mean Mr. Rudolf?" Darren replied by asking Mr. Rudolf back. "Who are you?" asked Mr. Rudolf as if he was interrogating Darren. "Do I have to introduce myself? You seem to know who I am," replied Darren in a casual tone. "What is your purpose in accepting Mr. Charlotte's offer to join us? Why would a member of the Miler Family, who is famous for never doing dirty business, want to join us?" Mr. Rudolf asked Darren. "I just want to learn from those of you who have experience in this field," Darren replied innocently. "Honestly, tell us your real purpose for joining us," Mr. Rudolf urged Darren to tell the truth. "I really want to learn with you how to do dirty business in a smooth and neat way. Sooner or later I'll need those skills too, right?" Darren replied still trying to show his innocence. Seeing Darren and Mr. Rudolf arguing, Mr. Charlotte could not stand it and immediately intervened to break them up. "Already Mr. Rudolf, don't argue about somethi
Darren, still with a serious, thoughtful look on his face, continued, "I don't think Mr. Handrick would trust me that easily. Even if I said that Mr. Albern would betray him-" "He'd be more likely to believe that you were the reason he couldn't save Mr. Salvador, and Mr. Salvador killed himself?" interrupted Walt who interjected his words. Darren snapped his fingers as he nodded his head. "Yup! I need very valid evidence for Mr. Handrick to believe me. Do you have anything that shows Mr. Charlotte left with Mr. Albern?" Darren asked. "Ah, I just remembered!" Walt said. After that Darren waited for Walt to let go of the camera hanging around his neck. Darren's eyebrows shot up as Walt looked for something on the camera. "I actually took pictures of Mr. Charlotte and Mr. Albern's arrival," Walt said. "Hey, did you bring that camera with you when you did the reconnaissance on Mr. Charlotte?" Darren asked rather frantically. Walt briefly stopped his movement and move
"How dare you treat me roughly like that?!" Cloe rebuked, her voice almost shouting. Without caring about Cloe, Jack turned his gaze back to Darren. "Hey, I don't care what business you have with Cloe, but you shouldn't have come into our lives!" "I didn't come into your life, Jack. It was you... you who made me come to you again!" Darren emphasized. Because he was already annoyed, Jack suddenly growled harshly. Jack immediately punched Darren without a signal. So that Darren's body was thrown to the side. "Mr. Darren!" Walt exclaimed worriedly. Meanwhile, Jack spontaneously moved backwards due to the pressure of his energy when he punched Darren. Jack was breathing heavily. For a few seconds, he just stared at Darren. "Mr. Darren. Are you hurt?" asked Walt as he crouched beside Darren. Darren raised his palms to signal that he was fine. Even so, his head felt dizzy. He was shocked by Jack's sudden fist attack. "Ah, bastard," Darren grumbled. "He's so strong. Is he human
"What do you see, Mr. Darren?" From the side, Walt came over and asked. Darren immediately pointed to the part of the palm dust imprint he had witnessed. He asked Walt and Wayce to pay intense attention as well. "Do you know why someone would stick their palm to the glass of a car door?" Darren asked. Walt and Wayce were still silent, watching the part that Darren had pointed out. For a split second, they felt that this imprint, which at first glance looked like someone's palm, was very strange. How could not? Darren watched Walt and Wayce with a look that was both confused and curious. Darren wanted to know how Walt and Wayce would react. "Who did this?" asked Wayce. "If there's a palm print, all I know is that the person was trying to open the car door. Or he was tapping on the glass so he could call for help." "Asking for help?" asked Darren, who looked at Wayce in confusion. He silently wondered what she meant. Wayce immediately nodded her head. "You know, Mr. Darre
Darren's gaze returned to Mr. Miller. With an expression that was already starting to get dizzy, he flinched for a moment. "I'll take care of Jack so he doesn't send threats to our family," Darren said. "I'm warning you again, be careful dealing with the Walter Family, Darren!" shouted Mr. Miller as Darren walked away. After getting out of the argument with Mr. Miller, Daren immediately prepared to meet Jack who had dared to threaten his father. That very morning, Daren went to Jack's company. After arriving, Daren immediately broke into Jack's room and was detained by Jack's secretary, but to no avail. Daren managed to get into Jack's room and immediately vented his anger by pounding on Jack's desk. Jack was surprised but still looked at Darren calmly. Although in fact Jack was also annoyed at Darren's actions "Can you knock on the door? I'm not even sure you have permission to enter my room," Jack said. "What do you mean sending my father such a threatening message!
"There were no threats made to me by Mr. Charlotte. The withdrawal of the charges is purely from my own initiative, given that Mr. Charlotte has admitted his actions." A calm, thoughtful, and charming answer. Yes, Darren, always has a wise answer to any question regardless of the situation. "Aren't the companies Corpa Miller Group and The G&K Johnson Group business rivals?" "Competition in the business world is unavoidable, so I try to think more rationally in taking action and not easily get emotional just because of trivial issues," Darren answered which also became his closing statement. According to him, the three questions were enough to answer and provide sufficient information. Darren then signaled Walt to open the way and took him away from the press conference room. Suddenly Darren's departure from the stage made the journalists excited because they were not satisfied with the answers given by Darren. They then crowded towards Darren who was walking away from the
"System turn on," Darren muttered in a very low voice as he walked down the hallway. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED!] [SYNCHRONIZATION... 15% 25% 44% 56%...] Darren had just gotten information from the receptionist that Cloe was in the restaurant's VVIP room. He had also gotten a message from Cloe asking him to come directly to the VVIP room. To be honest, Darren's heart was already racing. He imagined what he would talk about with Cloe later. "Mr. Darren, you must be on your guard in case Mrs. Cloe has a plan to trap you," said Walt who walked beside Darren. Darren was somewhat snapped out of his reverie. He nodded his head. "All right, Walt. You just relax, I can guard against Cloe's devious plans," Darren said with a reassuring smile. [SYNCHRONIZATION COMPLETE!] [WHAT DO YOU NEED, DARREN?] "Protection protection," Darren replied quietly. "Connect the connection with the robotic device named Hellen." [REQUEST ACCEPTED!] [THE SYSTEM PROCESSES THE CONNECTION WITH THE ROBOT
"You were acquitted of drug charges one week ago, but now you admit guilt. Did someone pressure you? Are you a victim of guilt and slander?" When he heard the question, Mr. Salvador suddenly stopped walking, followed by the reporters who were curious about his response. Amidst the crowd of reporters and camera flashes still shining on him, Mr. Salvador looked in the direction of the question. There stood a reporter in a plaid shirt and round glasses grinning slyly at him. "How could you think of such a question?" Mr. Salvador's ambiguous words instantly made the other journalists feel compelled to listen. "What do you mean by that, Mr. Salvador?" urged one of the other reporters to give a more detailed explanation. However, Mr. Salvador preferred to remain silent. Just as he was about to resume his stalled walk, someone shouted his name in the middle of the crowd. "Salvador!" Suddenly, what had been a crowded room fell silent. Everyone in the room fell silent, inc
"Orphan told me. She's probably in the police car for protection right now, she's still in shock from the abuse she received. "You might as well help me protect Orphan, especially from the media. Don't let the media know that it was the drug cartel's henchmen who leaked the information, because it could derail my plan," Darren said. After talking at length with Patricia, Darren immediately approached Walt who was waiting for him in the car. During the trip, Darren, who sat in the passenger seat, closed his eyes as if he was replenishing his energy that had been a little drained all day. However, not long after his cell phone rang, displaying the name Mr. Charlotte, Darren picked it up. "Hello?" Darren's voice opened the conversation. "Hello, Darren. Where are you?" asked Mr. Charlotte matter-of-factly. "On my way home, Mr. Charlotte. What's going on?" Darren replied matter-of-factly, he was indeed on his way to the mansion. "Before you go home, can you join the meeting with