“Huh?” Smith muttered and stared at the man with a confused look but he looked away as though he was guilty of something. “Are you sure of what you're saying?” Smith asked in a demanding tone and the man shook his head. “What else do you need, Young Master? Statistically, sportswear will win,” the man said and Smith chuckled coldly. “That's fine if you say so,” Smith replied in a cold tone. “It's such a shame that a dropout like you wants to compete with someone like me with a master's in business administration.”“Don't try me next time, brother. You tried and I appreciate your efforts but you can't come close to my level,” Jayden said and laughed mockingly. “That's enough,” Mr. Adonis slammed his fist on the table and they fell silent. None of them dared to talk after noticing how angry he was. Nobody wanted to be on his bad side at that moment because he wouldn't hesitate to tear that person apart. “You should learn how to speak to your brother, Jayden. I thought I'd told yo
“You're my problem. Aren't you?” Jayden asked and chuckled then moved closer to Smith, who didn't pay attention to the smirk on his face. “What do you want?” Smith asked. “I don't want anything from you. I just wanted to have a peaceful chat with my brother. Is that something bad to ask for? That's what my father said. Isn't it?” He asked and Smith scoffed. “I'll leave if you have nothing else to say because I'd rather spend my time on productive matters than on you,” he said, and Jayden grunted. “That hurts,” Jayden said and chuckled. “It's funny to see you talking to me in that manner,” he added. “It seems you don't have anything to say. Have a nice day, brother,” Smith said coldly and twisted the knob of the door. “How was today's interview?” Jayden asked and he froze on the spot. He released his hand from the knob of the door and turned to the man before him. “What are you saying?” He asked and Jayden looked away. “Judging from your expression, I bet you love it. That's a
“That's fine. I understand you. You can't have a dropout as a Chairman of your corporation. It's understandable,” Smith said and his father shook his head with a sigh. “Please don't misunderstand me,” his father tried to convince him but he didn't listen. He had already made up his mind. “I understand, Dad. That's why I want to leave,” he said and his father stared at him with a confused look. “Leave? To where?” He asked. “To somewhere that I'm needed,” he said and dropped the car key on the table then walked out of his office with a cold look on his face. “You can't walk out of my office that way. Come back here, son,” his father called him but he ignored him and pretended as though he didn't hear him. He didn't want to have anything to do with his dad at that moment. It was obvious that his father didn't trust his ability. He chose Jayden who had a master's in business administration. What was he expecting anyway?He bit on his lower lips and clenched his fist with an angry l
The next day, he woke up and yawned loudly then stretched his arms widely. He stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. Shortly, he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his body. His body was dripping with water. He pulled off the towel and dropped it on the floor then walked toward his wardrobe. He pulled it open and brought out a suit from the wardrobe. He wore it and reached out to the Golden Rolex watch on the dresser table. He smiled in satisfaction after staring at his handsome reflection in the mirror. “This is good,” he said and stared at the time on his wristwatch. “I still have half an hour,” he added and walked out of his room. He entered a black Camry car, limited edition, and drove out of the mansion, heading to the airplane. He parked his car in a garage in the airline and stepped out of the car then handed the key to one of the official staff there. He brought out his phone from his pocket and dialed one of the guard's phone numb
“How do you know my whereabouts?” he demanded in a cold tone as he glared at the phone in his hand. He was cold and fierce while he was addressing Micheal, who was his hacker. He didn't like the idea of Michela knowing about his location because his father could threaten him to spill out his location to him. He came to Italy with the hope that no one, even Sandra and Micheal, would know about it. He wasn't expecting Micheal to find out his location in less than 24 hours. Michael cleared his throat nervously and spoke into the phone. “I didn't mean to pry into your privacy but I had to follow the guard you sent to return the Lexus car to the mansion.”“The reason why I followed the guards to the airline was to clear every trace concerning your move because the car also has a tracker on it,” Michael said and he looked up with a surprised look on his face. “A tracker was there too?” He asked in a cold tone and Micheal nodded his head with a smile on his face. “Yes. What you don't
“Ava,” he muttered with a surprise look on his face. The lady looked up and stared at him with the same expression on her face. Ava was one of the Rodriquez family members. She was among those who looked down at him and belittled him. She didn't have the chance to spite him because she got a multi-million dollar deal in Italy. After many many months, Smith was surprised to see her again. His expression changed after he remembered what she had done to him back then. She would spill a drink on the floor and make him clean the stain despite having numerous maids in the mansion. No one cared about his feelings and emotions except his wife who ended up leaving him for another man because of money. Now, he has had more than enough in his account. Even Rodriquez's generational wealth couldn't come close to his wealth. “Who said you can call my name, huh? You blind man,” she said in a cold tone and he smiled. He maintained a calm demeanor which surprised her. “I'm not blind. You're
During his research, he found out that his father had the biggest share of the company which means he could make commands as he wanted. “I'll make sure you and your family regret looking down on me,” he said in a cold tone and clenched his fist tightly.“Hello.” He spoke into the phone after calling Micheal, who picked up the call without hesitation. “Hello, Sir. How may I help you, Young Master?”“Are you aware of any partnership that my father has with any company in Italy?” He asked in a cold tone. “Yeah. Although I'm not aware of the companies he has partnerships with because they're many, I can tell he has bigger shares in each of the companies,” Micheal said and he arched his eyebrows. “What's wrong, young master,” Micheal asked in a concerned tone after the awkward silence. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked up with a confused look on his face. How could his father be involved in so many businesses? No wonder he was able to gather such assets. “Nothing, I'm fine.
“Hello, Sir?” The manager spoke into the phone after the third ring. “Good morning, Mr. Einstein,” he greeted in a calm tone. “Who are you? How may I help you, Mr. Man?” He asked. “I'm Smith Edward and I want you to take out someone for me,” he said. “Edward? Like the powerful Emperor Edward?” The man demanded and he smirked. “It seems you're smart and well-informed,” he said and smiled. “Why wouldn't I be, Sir? The Emperor has the biggest share in my company. He's my benefactor,” the man said and he nodded his head. “I'm glad you know,” he said and stroked his chin gently. He was glad to hear from the manager that his father had the largest share in his company. It would make things easier for him to ruin Ava's reputation and career. “I'm sure you know who I am,” he said. “Yes. You're probably his son or his relatives,” the man said respectfully and he smirked. “You're indeed a smart person so I'll be straightforward,” he said. “But how may I help you, sir?” the man asked