After a journey of about fifteen minutes, Marvin arrived the corporate walls off Diamond Bank. At once, he alighted from the cab he boarded. Due to the impromptu call from the general manager of Diamond Bank, Marvin did not bother to change his drenched clothes. He didn't even bother to check himself as he was still clothed with his apron.After paying the taxi fare, Marvin immediately rushed into the bank. While he was at the protocol room, people looked at him with condescension and surprise.As Marvin stood in the protocol room, he could feel all eyes on him. His drenched clothes and apron made him to stand out among the neatly dressed customers waiting in the line.Within a few seconds, whispers and soft chuckles began to fill the room.A middle aged woman with a sharp nose and bright red lipstick leaned over to her friend and whispered loudly enough for Marvin to hear. "Is he the new janitor or something?"Her friend, a man with a thick mustache and a briefcase clutched tightl
Mr Benney the general manager walked straight to where Marvin was standing and shaked him. He was shocked at Marvin's appearance, but at the moment, what clouded his mind was the deal he wanted to get over the line with the person that intended to purchase the massive shares that Marvin owned."Hello Mr Marvin, you are here, we have been waiting for you." There was some level of concern in Mr Benney's voice. "Like I told you earlier on Mr Benney, one of your bankers here disregarded me, just because I had appeared in this manner." Marvin's tone was sharp, as there was a level of anger in his voice."Which of the bankers here disregarded you Mr Marvin?""This woman right here." Marvin pointed at the banker who had been awestruck ever since the Mr Benney spoke to Marvin with respect."This one?""Yes Mr Benney.""SLAP!"Mr Benney's backhand landed on the disdainful banker's cheek, causing it to redden at once."Are you crazy?" He snapped. "Like seriously, you had the guts to mock Mr
Braun was shocked and confused at the same time. He tried to think of the reason why a loser like Marvin would be in an executive office at this point in time, with this manner of clothing. "What are you doing at this place?" Braun asked. "For goodness sake, you are supposed to be washing dishes, and cleaning up dirt, not in the office of the general manager of Diamond Bank." Marvin didn't respond to Braun's questions, he just walked to the seat beside Braun, sat down and made himself comfortable. "Mr Benney, I came here for serious business and you decided to entertain a dirty looking pig of a fellow who came for a job interview alongside an influential and powerful personality such as myself at the same time? My God, that is an insult of the highest magnitude." Braun looked infuriated and also visibly disgusted at what had panned out. "You have coffee in here?" Marvin asked. "Oh yes, there is coffee." "Alright, let me have some of it." Marvin requested. Without any hes
"This cannot be right; it makes no sense at all." Braun Velcan finally muttered."What doesn't make sense?" Mr. Benney asked."This…him…how did he…I mean he is a loser…a nobody." Braun struggled to say."Just take a look at how he appeared, in soaked clothes, with a stained apron." Braun regarded Marvin with contempt."Mr Velcan, I would advise that you stop your disdainful tone towards Mr Marvin, because it would not take us anywhere and, it is bad for business." "No, leave him him alone." Said Marvin. "Let him keep up his trash talk, he would still be the same person that is going to ask me how much I am willing to sell my shares." Marvin let out a soft chuckle.Braun Velcan's face flushed with anger. He couldn't stand Marvin's arrogance.With a clenched jaw, he glanced down at the tattoo on his left arm—a dark, swirling mark that glimmered with a faint blue light.Slowly, he raised his arm, and the tattoo began to glow brighter, twisting like a live snake around his skin.Time see
Marvin shrugged, still smiling. "It's a fair price befitting your aura of arrogance and unecessary pride. And also for the fact that I own shares in a prestigious bank like Diamond Bank.""What do you mean by saying that twenty billion dollars for seventy five percent shares of Diamond Bank is a fair price befitting my aura of arrogance and pride?" Braun furrowed his brow as he spoke."You see Braun Velcan, even with my tragic fall from grace and for the fact that I had nothing, I was willing to sell my shares for five billion dollars, but after your arrogant behavior, derogatory remarks and of course after drenching my clothes with red wine, I say twenty billion dollars, and I am sorry my friend, no room for negotiations." Marvin said flatly."No way!" Braun was straight out shocked and angry. "This…this is extortion, this madman is trying to steal from me, there is no way I am having this." Whether you like it or not, you would buy this shares from me Braun Velcan, but let’s not fo
Mr Benney put up a look of indifference towards Marvin, but that didn't stop him from "Well, if that’s what you want, Mr. Marvin, I will do just that." He said, with a voice that was calm but his eyes held a hint of doubt. He glanced at Braun Velcan, who stood there smirking, clearly enjoying the turn of events. Without saying another word, Mr. Benney tapped away at his laptop, with his fingers flying over the keys as he prepared to advertise the sale of seventy-five percent of Diamond Bank's shares online.Braun chuckled loudly, with a voice that was dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, please, go ahead! Advertise it to the world!" he mocked. "Who in their right mind would pay twenty billion dollars for seventy-five percent shares of Diamond Bank? Not even a goat would consider that price, let alone a sensible businessman."Marvin’s smile remained, but his eyes narrowed slightly. He had anticipated Braun's arrogance, and he wasn’t about to let it slide. "You want to bet?" he snapped back,
There was great tension in the room as the seconds continued to tick by. Marvin remained calm, his face was expressionless, while Braun Velcan's confidence began to waver. He was still pacing around the office, but there was a hint of nervousness in his step now, a slight twitch in his movements. Twenty-seven minutes had passed, and the silence was so thick it felt like the air itself had stopped moving. Mr. Benney kept glancing between the two men, his heart was pounding. He knew something was about to happen—he could feel it.But more than that, he desired that at the end of the day, Diamond Bank must have found a buyer for Marvin's shares.At twenty-eight minutes, Braun started laughing again, louder this time, like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else. "You see, Marvin? This is what happens when you think you're smarter than everyone else. Nobody wants those shares!" He jeered.Marvin didn’t reply. He simply kept his gaze steady on the screen, unbothered by B
Evander Velcan was in his grand office alongside his uncle, his sister, a few of his executives and three enforcers when he saw the breaking news on the TV. His face twisted with rage and disbelief as the reporter announced that Tariq Khyber had just purchased seventy-five percent of Diamond Bank's shares. The words echoed in his head, filling him with a cold, burning fury. "NO! This can't be happening!" Evander shouted, with a voice that echoed through the room. His eyes were wide with horror, and his face turned red as his anger built up. "How did this happen? How did Tariq Khyber manage to buy those shares after I had defeated him in court?"He slammed his fist on his large oak desk, making everything on it jump. His breathing was heavy and fast, like a raging bull. Everyone in the room stayed silent, they were scared to even move.Evander's eyes locked onto Braun Velcan, who was standing at the side of the room, trembling. Braun’s face was pale, and sweat dripped down his for
Marvin pressed his palm firmly against the cyborg’s cold, metallic arm.The moment their connection was made, a jolt of raw energy shot through him like an electric surge. It was as though his very veins were on fire, as each pulse of energy sent a sharp tremor up his arm. He gritted his teeth, trying to concentrate. The Synapticore energy that lived deep within him, which was dormant and unpredictable, was now his only lifeline."Focus," the cyborg’s voice broke through the chaos, it was steady and commanding. “Draw it out. Don't hold back. This is it.”Her words echoed in Marvin's mind, but his body was already pushing past his limits. His veins, once normal, were now glowing a brilliant sky-blue, pulsing as if his very bloodstream had become a river of energy. He clenched his jaw against the searing heat of it, fighting the rising panic.The energy surged through him, pooling in his chest, his limbs. He didn’t hesitate. He funneled it all down into his arm, sending it out throu
Marvin’s heart pounded as he stared at the woman before him. Chaos erupted all around them—the roaring hum of the energy field grew louder, threatening to consume the entire facility. Yet, his focus remained locked on her, as if the world had paused just for this moment.Her piercing eyes, like shards of tempered steel, held a strange mix of calm and determination that left him both mesmerized and unnerved. The flickering lights played across her flawless features, highlighting a beauty that seemed almost inhuman.No, not almost.Marvin’s gaze traveled downward, catching the gleam of her metallic arm. Its sleek, intricate design was unlike anything he’d seen, seamlessly blending with the flesh of her shoulder. It wasn’t a flaw; it was a statement.“Who… are you?” Marvin asked, his voice was barely audible above the cacophony around them.The woman’s expression remained steady. “Focus, Marvin. There’s no time for distractions,” she replied, her tone was calm yet commanding.Her words
Marvin’s breath quickened as he surveyed the chaos around him. The smoke thickened, and the flickering lights cast eerie shadows across the room. He turned to the young technician who had led them here, his voice was sharp and commanding.“How did this happen?” Marvin demanded, his piercing gaze was locked on the technician.The young man swallowed hard, his hands started trembling. “I-It started when one of the energy storage units malfunctioned,” he stammered. “The cooling systems couldn’t keep up with the heat buildup, and it triggered a chain reaction. The power surges overloaded the grid, and now the entire system is unstable.”Marvin’s uncle, Mr. Christopher Richmond, stepped forward, his movements were calm and precise. He made his way to one of the main control panels and began typing rapidly, his fingers were flying over the keyboard as he analyzed the situation.“Uncle Christopher, what’s the status?” Marvin asked, his voice tense.Christopher’s face was a mask of concentr
Four days later, the sun was high in the afternoon sky, casting long shadows across the sleek, modern campus of Marvin’s newly commissioned company. Inside the sprawling Solar Research Lab, Marvin walked alongside his uncle, Mr. Christopher Richmond, their footsteps were echoing softly against the tiled floor.The lab was a marvel of innovation, its clean, polished surfaces reflected the glow of advanced equipment humming quietly in the background. Researchers moved methodically, their focus was unwavering as they worked at their stations.Marvin took a moment to admire the setup, feeling a swell of pride. The Solar Research Lab was one of the most vital units in the company—a hub of innovation where breakthroughs in solar energy technology would propel the company to greater heights.Standing at the center of the room was Dr. Nathaniel Croft, a brilliant scientist Marvin had carefully selected to lead the unit. Clad in a white coat, his sharp eyes scanned the room as he oversaw th
The governor’s trembling hand hovered over the screen of his buzzing phone. The name Denzel Brooks glared back at him like a death sentence. His throat went dry as he reluctantly swiped to answer.“Hello… Mr. Speaker,” he croaked, his voice barely steady.“Governor Webster,” Denzel Brooks’s voice came through, calm but cold, with the weight of authority that felt crushing. “It seems the time for pretense is over.”The crowd, already uneasy, quieted further, straining to catch every word as if they could hear the conversation through sheer anticipation.“What… what are you talking about?” Webster stammered, though deep down, he knew where this was going.The Speaker’s voice was unrelenting. “Investigations into your assets and your dealings with Jessica Zypher have been ongoing for a few weeks now. And now, the results are clear. You accepted a bribe to influence your decision on Project Helios.”Gasps erupted from the crowd. The words “bribe” and “Project Helios” shot through them lik
“You see, while you are governor, that doesn’t mean that you have all the power,” Mr. Christopher stated, his voice was steady and sharp as it cut through the air.The crowd fell silent, hanging onto his every word. Governor Webster’s eyes narrowed, his confusion was evident. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of the words. All his life, he had believed that as governor, he was the most powerful man in Neovalle. Yet here was Mr. Christopher, challenging that notion so calmly, as if the truth was obvious to everyone but him.A few people in the crowd exchanged knowing glances, their expressions were tight with understanding. These were the ones who understood what Mr. Christopher was hinting at—the hidden power structure in Neovalle, where not all authority lay with the governor. The rest of the crowd, however, looked on in bewilderment. Murmurs rippled through them, the confusion and unease grew like a storm on the horizon.Governor Webster’s face darkened. The uneasy silence
The governor’s enforcers exchanged uneasy glances amongst themselves, clearly unsure of how to act. The tension in the air was thick as the weight of the situation pressed down on them. None of them made a move, their hesitation grew with each passing second.“Are you deaf? I said arrest them!” Governor Webster bellowed, with a voice that was filled with frustration and desperation. His face was flushed with anger as he pointed a trembling finger at Mr. Christopher and Marvin.The enforcers shifted nervously but remained rooted to their spots. They could feel the heavy gaze of Mr. Christopher bearing down on them. His calm yet powerful demeanor and his aura of dominance sent a clear message—he was not a man to be trifled with.Then Mr. Christopher spoke, his voice was low and firm, carrying a quiet authority that silenced the murmurs in the crowd. “Any of you that lays a hand on me should consider leaving Neovalle,” he said to the enforcers, his words were steady but loaded with m
The crowd suddenly turned, their attention was drawn to a figure emerging from the their midst. As the sea of people parted, it became clear who had spoken: Mr. Christopher, Marvin’s uncle.He walked toward Governor Webster with steady, confident steps. His expression was calm, but his gaze was sharp, piercing through the tension in the air. His presence as always seemed to command attention, and soon the whispers of the crowd began to spread.“Is that Mr. Christopher?”“Why is he stepping forward now?”“I can’t believe he’s intervening in this.”As Mr. Christopher drew closer, Governor Webster raised an eyebrow. His face twisted into a sharp, mocking laugh, one that was both arrogant and dismissive.He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning slightly forward, staring at Mr. Christopher with thinly veiled disdain.“Who the hell do you think you are?” Governor Webster sneered. “Just because I allowed you to serve in my cabinet, and because the people in Neovalle hold you in high reg
The governor froze for a moment, and his face revealed the slightest flicker of shock before he quickly masked it with a calm, practiced smile. The pause was brief, but Marvin saw it—the crack in his composure. It was small, but enough to confirm what Marvin already knew: he had rattled Governor Webster.The crowd, still silent, seemed to hold its collective breath. Tension rolled like a dark wave across the canopy as the dignitaries, politicians, and business elites shifted uncomfortably. All eyes were on the two men locked in a battle of will and power.“Don’t worry, everyone,” the governor finally said, his voice was smooth but tight, betraying the effort it took to sound composed. He turned slightly to face the onlookers, his practiced smile was firmly back in place.“Marvin here is just excited—overly excited about the inauguration of his company, I might say,” Governor Webster continued, chuckling faintly, though no one laughed along. “His behavior is quite understandable, con