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
Alan had invited the accounting expert to come to Marcell's mansion. They had talked, Marcell had also been introduced. The man said his purpose was to check the financial statements of Papercrunch. "As we know, not all companies play clean. Even if there is a mistake of 1 dollar or 20 dollars they will do various ways to make the report appear balanced." Zack said. The man has been in the accounting world for 15 years. Often invited to work together by large companies to carry out the audit process or tax reporting. "This is the first time I've handled Papercrunch's financial statements. As far as I know, this company does not use the services of a third party. The audit process and tax reporting are all done by internal employees." Marcell remained silent. He waited for the final results of Zack's examination. Previously Alan had conveyed the irregularities that he examined from the reports and account mutations. Approximately 5 hours had passed to scrutinize a month's finan
Marcell's heart skipped a beat as he read the text. He didn't see it wrong, did he?Alan Blayze? Hermes?Was this Alan really an employee of Hermes and still active today? Was his former job as a property marketer just a front?BRAK! Marcell turned his head, finding Alan in the doorway of his room with his breath taken away. Marcell could see the look of panic on Alan's face.Not to mention when Alan accidentally saw his lanyard in Marcell's hand. Alan looked even more speechless. So let Marcell take the lead in this conversation. "You lied to me about the original job you left?" Marcell asked calmly. But he stood firmly facing Alan who had stepped a little into Marcell's room."That...""You're not from Mr. Blayze's property company," Marcell interrupted Alan.Do you know what happened as soon as Marcell said the word Blayze? The system in his head immediately activated and opened up everything about Alan Blayze's life history.Right in the laboratory room Prof. Jose looked panicke
Living in the big city is not as easy as Marcell imagined. Huft. He had only slept for 5 hours and had to get up early to deliver newspapers to loyal Hot News subscribers. After that, he came to Yale University, to work. Don't think Marcell went to college, just to survive Marcell had to do more than 3 part-time jobs. Marcell Clark grew up in an orphanage and migrated at the age of 17. While finishing high school, Marcell took part-time jobs. Until he finished high school, he also had to work. Raising money to go to college. Marcell didn't have parents who gave him money to finish his education. Marcell stood by himself. "Your face looks very tired," said Peter, his coworker. Marcell exhaled. He didn't know how long he would be like this, unable to relax and prepare for tomorrow. The man prepared a package that he had to deliver to the recipient. "Why is this not finished?" asked Marcell softly. He was actually very tired. Last night after returning from working at the bar, Marcel
Damn it.Marcell wanted to punch Stefan's arrogant face. He knew there would be a lot of things that could happen if that handsome ass had a purple bruise on his face. His parents would sue and Marcell could go to jail. Huftt... it's so sad to be poor.There was no one to defend him, even to defend himself Marcell had to think twice. His life was never free, he could only hold grudges and anger. Even a scolding or a punch was hard to swallow."Why?" Marcell asked.Not to Stefan, but to his girlfriend Jasmine. Or now it could be called an ex-lover because his presence was not that important to Jasmine. That girl only thought about her happiness."Why what?" Stefan asked back."I asked Jasmine." Marcell looked at Jasmine coldly.Stefan let out a rough breath. He didn't expect Marcell to be this cold to him. How dare he."What did you want to ask?" Jasmine said."Why did you choose a man like this?" Marcell pointed at Stefan without even glancing at her.Jasmine stifled a giggle. Does so
Forty minutes later Marcell was still in the same state. Until a cleaning service who got a picket to clean the gym room was surprised to see a man unconscious with blood pouring out.The cleaning service, named Mike, called out to the people passing by in front of the gym. Asking for help because someone was injured in the gym room. Mike looked so panicked because Marcell's body was limp without the sound of his breathing or his stomach rhythmically rising and falling.So Mike went to accompany Marcell directly to the hospital with the help of someone who called the ambulance earlier.As time passed, Mike silently prayed for Marcell's safety. He knew Marcell was nobody and didn't know Marcell. But finding someone lying there, motionless with so much blood was enough to make Mike's heart flutter.Mike swore this was the scariest thing he'd ever experienced. What if this was a murder?Seeing as Marcell's body was found in work clothes not gym clothes. Surely the man wasn't having an ac
SYSTEM : "TAKE THE $1,000,000 IN YOUR ACCOUNT AND SPEND IT IN 3 DAYS."Just like that there are no other options. But was this real, or was it just Marcell's dream."Who are you, what are you?" asked Marcell softly. It felt strange because the system's voice came out of his own head. What and who was Marcell actually talking to?But Hermes system did not answer Marcell's question.Would something happen if Marcell pressed the "NO" button?For five minutes Marcell was silent with a stare in front of him, which perhaps if other people were paying attention just stared blankly.SYSTEM : "Marcell Clark? You have one second left!" Not answering Marcell's question instead the voice inside his head gave a warning.Making Marcell reluctant to press the "YES" button.Next the screen rotated to show the loading logo and a second later the check logo was displayed on the screen. Switching again to the text:SYSTEM : "$1,000,000 HAS BEEN DEPOSITED IN YOUR ACCOUNT. PLEASE COMPLETE THE CHALLENGE TO