Three days had passed, and Marcell Clark had finally arrived in New Haven. The place where he grew up. After a long day, he didn't expect to set foot here again. His mind went back to his brief encounter with Andreas Hubert.Ah yes, was that man also caught?Marcell had forgotten that there was Andreas Hubert who was also spinning money from the budget funds. As he walked towards the taxi waiting in the front lobby. Marcell thought about many things.Like why should he take revenge on Stefan? Or what would be an appropriate revenge to make Stefan look like he was falling in front of him. He was a businessman's son, while Marcell was just building his small bakery business. The profits weren't much but they could feed his investments and mutual funds little by little."Where to?" Asked the taxi driver as Marcell got into the car.Marcell mentioned the name of the mansion that Hermes System had given him. This was probably as a form of perks for his job. Honestly he was tired, he wanted
Marcell still hasn't crossed paths or intentionally not met Stefan. All he knew yesterday was that Jasmine was joking around with her friend. But she was unaware of Marcell's attention. And Marcell didn't care about that. His only target was Stefan.Still hadn't found a definite strategy. Ah shit Marcell just remembered. He left his studies, even though the school year was already underway. Damn it. Could he switch to online classes?Snickering, Marcell became even more annoyed when he realized there was no Alan around.It felt like Marcell was really lonely. He had no one around him. Will he be like this until he grows old? Living alone without a family.Marcell got up from his reclining position. He picked up the invitation on the black table with fancy decorations. There was a birthday event for the television channel at the Homewood Suites hotel. It's from Jacob, they are still good friends now.Marcell opened the invitation to find out if it was someone's or a company's birthday.
Marcell widened his eyes to see two grown men standing in front of the gate. He hadn't expected that. Of course, how could Alan and Mike come here without telling him first. "Wow, this is your real home in New Haven. How marvelous." Alan gaped at the sight behind Marcell's back. "It turns out you're a real rich man," Mike poked his head in to see what Marcell's mansion looked like. "How did you guys get here?" asked Marcell confused."Let us go in first, let's chat inside in the heat outside." Without permission Mike immediately walked over Marcell to walk into Marcell's yard. His gaze was still admiring how spacious and well-designed the outside was. Marcell looked at Mike only with a surprised look.Alan shrugged his shoulders and followed Mike who entered first. Marcell exhaled, letting his two friends' behavior go. He closed the gate and followed.Ignoring Mike and Alan who were still impressed with the mansion, Marcell grabbed two cans of beer from the fridge and served them
Marcell and Stefan's interaction stopped wordlessly and left a question mark. The event had begun, the host began to give a rundown of the event and of course invited Mr. Sebastian Johnson as the owner of the company to give a speech.The guests gave Sebastian a loud clap when he greeted them. Apart from the presence of Marcell Clark in an expensive suit, it was the man who came to Papercrunch and got a seat in the event hall. Stefan was shocked when Sebastian unveiled the name of the shareholder in his company.How? How did that happen? That was the question mark in Stefan's head. He knew full well that the courier from Yale had no future at all. He came from an orphanage, had no privileges, and was only a high school dropout.But how could his father mention Marcell Clark's name as shareholder number 36 with a percentage of 4.8%.Stefan looked back, across from where Marcell was sitting tall and calm. He could see the smug, smug smile on Marcell's face.Turning his body forward agai
Marcell was successful enough to keep Stefan interested and on his mind all day. The boy was not focused on his soccer game. He was in a bad mood, more sensitive and irritable.Meanwhile, the culprit was reading a book quietly in his spacious mansion. Playing classical music on vinyl.Iya could predict that Stefan would already be provoked and distracted by her arrival as the new Marcell. He would be more interested in her and finding out other facts.Just the thought of it was enough to make Marcell smile slyly."You're in a good mood," said someone who suddenly appeared from behind him.Alan, still at Marcell's mansion after yesterday Mike returned to Oxford first."I'm imagining a cunning plan," Marcell replied without even looking at Alan.Instead, Alan was enjoying the music Marcell was playing. Leaning his shoulder against the back door frame while looking at Marcell's private lake view."It turns out you're this rich, it's only fitting that you don't have to think twice about b
As a shareholder and as a friend who had just gotten acquainted with the owner of the company. Marcell boldly invited Sebastian through his secretary to come to the Mansion, as an open house event. Not only Sebastian but also several other shareholders. Even though he didn't know Sebastian well, this was the only way Marcell could find a way to get in and get close to the other conglomerates. Alan had prepared everything, from simple but classy décor, food catering and other snack booths that could be enjoyed. He also set up a Puffy Muffy booth so that guests could get to know Marcell's business as well. "It's soft, and the flavor captivates my tongue. Hahaha..." praised one guest who tasted the cake in front of the Puffy Muffy booth. Mike and Arjuna, who Marcell intentionally brought in, helped build the event. "I heard you were the best graduate in your school," said a guest friend to Arjuna who was wearing a chef's outfit this time. Arjuna smiled to hear it. "I guess so hahaha."
Clara. That was not her real name. It took time to consider and check the skills of the girl Alan proposed to help Marcell's mission.Besides being good at acting, in fact Clara is also good at operating computers and retrieving important data from other computers. Let's call her a hacker."How is it?" Asked Marcell sitting on the sofa once Miu had arrived in her office clothes.Yep, Clara is Miu. Hwang Miu who used to be the cashier for Puffy Muffy. Marcell also remembered that the girl was from the computer department."I've made a contract with Papercrunch." Miu shifted the document that already had her signature with Mr. Lucas' signature.Marcell smiled. He examined the contents of the document again. The original plan was to play both parties until they found out who was behind it. Lucas was a shrew at Papercrunch. In addition, Marcell would also play Mr. Nicholas into this game. He wanted to usurp Nicholas' position in the shareholder rankings."What's next?" Miu asked."Tomorro
The footsteps galloped down the hallway. Behind him, two men struggled to keep up with the boss. Already, his face looked like he was ready to explode with emotion.BRAK!!!The sound of a folder slamming on the table was enough to interrupt the laughter in the procurement room.Lucas, who had been joking around with his partner, his back to the door, turned around and was surprised by his boss's arrival. Foolishly, he hadn't realized that Sebastian was angry about something else. Not for joking around during work hours."IDIOT!" Sebastian, his face flushed with anger, pointed at Lucas' face. "You think I don't know that you manipulate data?"Lucas' face turned pale as he started to feel bad. "What are you talking about?""Where did 7980$ of development funds go?" asked Sebastian directly. It all started when he met with Frederick yesterday and his friend told him when the construction process would be carried out. Even though the team of foremen and construction workers had been worki