Knowing that Darren was looking for information regarding Mr. Charlotte's malpractice, Walt immediately contacted all his trusted informants to investigate the malpractice case. Until in a short time Walt got information that was not recorded in any article. He immediately told Darren who was relaxing in the living room of the mansion. "Mr. Darren, I have information that there is a survivor of Mr. Charlotte's malpractice case," Walt said as he held up a tablet displaying photographs of the evidence. "The man, a 28-year-old named Orphan, works at a nightclub called Delta NY Club," Walt continued. "Where did you get these photos, Walt? Are you sure I can trust this information?" asked Darren as he shifted the screen of the tablet in his hand and studied it closely."I got the photos from a trusted spy, Mr. Darren. So they are definitely valid and trustworthy," Walt explained to Darren who seemed to doubt him. "But the quality of the photos is a bit poor, because they were taken fr
That morning, Mr. Miller approached daren with an angry look on his face, who was sitting in the backyard of the Miller family home. "Dareen!" Daren was instantly startled and when he tried to reply, was interrupted by his father's unstoppable rage. "What the hell? You're seeing Cloe again?!" said Mr. Miller as he handed Jack a threatening message. "Dad, don't take Jack's word for it, Daren was busy at the company yesterday and didn't have time to go anywhere," Daren denied his father's question. "You can't lie to me, Daren. Look at the message sent by Jack, this threat wouldn't have been sent by Jack if you hadn't provoked his anger by meeting your ex-wife!" said Mr. Miller, who was still in a sea of emotions, showing the contents of Jack's message. After reading the threatening message, Daren cursed Jack in his heart and promised to beat him up when he met him. Daren couldn't help it, seeing his father's anger and Jack's threat was enough to make him confess. "Okay-okay, Dar
The situation became even more chaotic when police officers from the narcotics department stormed the club.Darren immediately embraced and led the helpless female victim out of the Golden VVIP room. "Walt, we need to get her out of here," Darren said after wrapping the woman's arms around his neck. Along the hallway the club's bodyguards were ready to block Darren, but it was Walt who was beside him who then opened the way for Darren to continue moving out. Even so, there were still bodyguards who could reach Darren. From his right side, a bodyguard was ready to punch Darren, not until his fist landed on Darren, Darren first kicked him with his right foot. With a slightly unsteady step, Darren pushed the bodyguard several times towards him. The victim's semi-conscious state prevented Darren from moving freely. Finally Darren was able to get out of the club through the VVIP door which connects to the side area of the club near the parking lot door. Outside the club there were ma
Mr. Rudolf who a split second ago was still clutching Mr. George's shirt, has now moved on Darren's shirt. With a sharp glare at Darren, Mr. Rudolf said, "Are you trying to protect Patricia?" Darren, who deliberately wanted to look a bit offended, changed his calm face, then said, "How could I side with the police more than my coworker, Mr. Rudolf.""Well, I can't trust someone like you, Darren," said Mr. Rudolf, who doubted Darren's loyalty. "The proof is that I'm here, not in the crowd," Darren said, pointing at the television that was still broadcasting the live coverage."Then where have you just come from, while we've been gathered here since earlier," said Mr. Rudolf who was suspicious of Darren. Before Darren could answer Mr. Rudolf's words, Mr. Charlotte got up from the sofa and tried to keep Mr. Rudolf away from Darren."You don't mess with Darren, Mr. Rudolf. He will be a very important person for the continuity of our business," said Mr. Charlotte firmly to Mr. Rudolf.
"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 replie
"What is it, Dad?" asked Darren, looking at the LED screen through the eyes of Mr. Miller's personal flying robot. Mr. Miller sighed heavily, took a quick glance at Darren and then moved to look at the LED screen in front of Clara. He noticed the captions explaining that eight years ago, Mr. Charlotte had been suspected in the murder of a prosecutor. Unfortunately, Mr. Charlotte could not be charged or stand any further trial. Somehow the few pieces of evidence that led to the suspicion that Mr. Charlotte was the perpetrator simply did not hold up. "Mr. Charlotte was unceremoniously released after seven days in the cells. When the victim's family demanded justice, Mr. Charlotte wasfound not guilty," Mr. Miller explained to Darren. Darren still had his hands in his pants. He took a deep breath and then let it out roughly. As long as his eyes were glued to the LED screen, Darren immediately remembered the malpractice incident involving Mr. Charlotte and the StarOrcxx Chemical com
[TEXT MESSAGE] [JACK][Are you still secretly seeing Cloe?] Darren let out a rough breath after reading the message from Jack. His body was feeling exhausted right now, and Jack's message made him very irritated. "Why is he sending useless messages like this?" complained Darren in an exasperated tone. For a few seconds Darren watched Jack's message. He hadn't expected Jack to ask such a question. Did he have someone spy on them while he was meeting Cloe secretly?"Should I mock him? Or should I pretend that I don't know anything?" asked Darren as he played with the tapping of his index finger on the back of his phone. Soon Darren felt that he had to hide what happened between him and Cloe. Darren sighed heavily again and typed a reply. [DARREN] [So what? Are you going to kill me?] [Take it easy, I'm not meeting secretly with Cloe behind your back]Darren put down his cell phone just like that. Now he lay down and looked at the ceiling with a resigned look. "Why do I feel so t
[NEW MISSION] [BUY A CAR AT MATTHEW AUTO GROUP AND MEET MR MATTHEW] [TIME LEFT: 4 Hours] Seeing the new mission displayed on the hologram screen confused Darren. Because Matthew's name sounded familiar to him, Darren immediately told Walt to find out who Matthew really was. "Walt, can you find information about Mr. Matthew from AutoGroup? I need the information immediately," Darren said through a short phone call to Walt. "Yes, Mr. Darren," Walt dutifully replied. Darren did know that AutoGroup was a fairly large automotive company. But why did this mission involve Mr. Matthew? While in the middle of his reverie, Darren was surprised by a knock on the door from Walt. His secretary seemed to be about to provide answers to his confusion. "Mr. Darren, I would like to report the information you requested. It appears that this Mr. Matthew is a former business associate of Mr. Charlotte. "Exactly three years ago, it was reported that there was a business cheat between them. It wa
"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