"Walt, take this guy down," Darren ordered while pushing the bodyguard roughly towards Walt. And of course, Walt caught him swiftly. As they arrived in the living room, Wayce, who saw the scene of the new bodyguard being led forcibly with his hands locked behind his back, immediately approached. "What's going on, Mr. Darren?" asked Wayce spontaneously. "Your new guy is a spy," Walt replied to Wayce's question to Darren, as if blaming him for not being good enough at picking people. "Huh? Are you really a spy?!" asked Wayce who immediately got angry at the bodyguard after hearing Walt's words just now. Of course, the bodyguard didn't answer Wayce's question, instead he continued to try to escape from the rope that was being wrapped around his body by Walt. Until Darren intervened to explain the chronology of events to Wayce. "Actually, I've been jealous of him since I first saw him. The way he occasionally looked down like someone trying not to be recognized and the way he l
"Why are you suddenly quiet? Is there something that's making you-" "No, I don't know of anything. I was just wondering why I suddenly mentioned Mr. Giordan and Mrs. Jane," replied Cloe who hurriedly cut Darren off. Hearing that, Darren only pretended to nod his head. Actually, he knew that maybe Cloe was deliberately lying to him. Cloe's nervous tone could not avoid her mistake. "W-what do you need?" asked Cloe with a rather scared look at Darren. Darren watched Cloe for a few moments, deliberately giving off a very strong aura of intimidation. This time, the more intimidating he looked, the more Cloe exuded nervousness. "I'm sure you know what I need, Cloe," Darren replied as he leaned closer to her. "Don't lie to me. You know what happened to my parents, right?" Cloe couldn't answer for a moment. During that time, the look in her eyes more and more clearly showed that she was hiding something. But even so, Cloe also seemed to be trying very hard to look normal in fro
"Why are you suddenly quiet? Is there something that's making you-" "No, I don't know of anything. I was just wondering why I suddenly mentioned Mr. Giordan and Mrs. Jane," replied Cloe who hurriedly cut Darren off. Hearing that, Darren only pretended to nod his head. Actually, he knew that maybe Cloe was deliberately lying to him. Cloe's nervous tone could not avoid her mistake. "W-what do you need?" asked Cloe with a rather scared look at Darren. Darren watched Cloe for a few moments, deliberately giving off a very strong aura of intimidation. This time, the more intimidating he looked, the more Cloe exuded nervousness. "I'm sure you know what I need, Cloe," Darren replied as he leaned closer to her. "Don't lie to me. You know what happened to my parents, right?" Cloe couldn't answer for a moment. During that time, the look in her eyes more and more clearly showed that she was hiding something. But even so, Cloe also seemed to be trying very hard to look normal in fro
Now Mr. Rudolf is standing in front of the invited guests presenting his business innovation. However, the whole hall was suddenly excited because suddenly Mr. Rudolf's voice recording in the Golden VVIP Room was played. Mr. Rudolf, who heard his own voice, was so shocked that he fell silent on the spot, why could the recording suddenly play in the middle of the event. Meanwhile, all the investors who came, business relations from other companies-including Mr. Miller, and some journalists who had heard the recording cheered Mr. Rudolf who was still stunned in front of the hall. Everyone was both angry and shocked to hear the truth that Mr. Rudolf, who had previously been known to have a good reputation, had in fact done heinous things on the other hand. "Calm down, calm down everyone, I can explain," said Mr. Rudolf who tried to calm down the people's anger."We don't need your explanation! The footage is enough to explain how you really are, Mr. Rudolf!" shouted one of the journa
"Actually, I already knew that Mr. Salvador was involved in many cases such as prostitution, illegal trafficking of dangerous drugs, drinking. He has even been involved in hit-and-runs and womanizing," Darren said, starting the conversation between the two of them. Hearing Darren's words, Mr. Handrick was disgusted with his son's behavior. However, on the other hand, Mr. Salvador who was seen being taken to the police car from Darren's car window also worried him. "I've always tried to protect Salvador in various ways. Because as you can see, he grew up to be a troublemaker in the family. I actually love my only son very much, so I don't want him to get a bad reputation in the public eye," said Mr. Handrick who began to narrate his condition, as if he was playing the role of a doting father. "You are very good at making up stories, Mr. Handrick. Isn't the only thing that matters to you is your company's reputation, especially since you're running for mayor?" replied Darren wit
Darren's cell phone suddenly rang. Darren grabbed it from his coat pocket and saw Haris' name displayed on his cell phone screen. Darren immediately picked up the call."Hello? What's up?" Asked Darren welcoming the call from Haris without mentioning his name so as not to be suspected by Mr. Charlotte and the others."Hello, Mr. Darren, can you come to the police station now? Mr. Rudolf insists on seeing you," said Haris on the other side. Instantly Darren remembered Mr. Salvador's request the other day who also asked to see him and refused to be interrogated if he had not spoken to Darren. "Why do I have to go there?" asked Darren. "Mr. Rudolf is acting up, he's refusing to interrogate us and even insulting the police detectives. He threatened not to be interrogated and to remain silent if you didn't come to see him," Haris replied in a serious tone. Hearing that, Darren immediately fell silent for a moment and then agreed to Haris' request to come to the police station. After cl
"I feel like everything that's happened lately is connected to something or someone," Harris said as he sipped his drink. Hearing Harris' words, Darren was thinking the same thing. Darren couldn't stop thinking about all the events that started with Mr. Salvador's death. Since everything that happened at the end had some involvement with drugs, Darren felt that Mr. Rudolf had a big impact. "All the events that happened... did you realize that they all ended up having a connection to drugs?" Harris asked, continuing his conversation. Darren nodded his head. "Of course I was well aware. That's why, to be honest, Darren has been worried about Mr. Rudolf," he said. "Why, are you afraid that Mr. Rudolf could break out of prison?" asked Harris. "That's right. Even though we have evidence of Mr. Rudolf's crimes, I haven't forgotten that he has strong connections with Mr. Jonathan," Darren replied. "Yes... come to think of it, the possibility of Mr. Rudolf escaping is definitely there
The video on Patricia's laptop started to play. Darren and Harris immediately moved their seats closer so they could watch the video. The look on their faces was very serious as the video began to show Mr. Rudolf and Mr. Salvador in the same room. The position of the camera recording them was slightly hidden in the middle of a vase of flowers. "It looks like Mr. Salvador recorded this secretly," Harris commented. "That's right. If Mr. Salvador has prepared this recording, then he already knows what their conversation is about," Darren said. Harris nodded in agreement. He didn't answer so there was no conversation going on between them. Darren, Harris, and Patricia's gazes were focused on the conversation on the laptop video. They were listening intently. "Mr. Salvador, you shouldn't have wasted the offer I made you," said Mr. Rudolf who said in a casual but irritated tone. "Why should I accept your offer to help distribute narcotics?" asked Mr. Salvador. Mr. Rudolf laughed
"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