Asher approached Joseph at his private residence. The night was late, but the tension still hung in the air. Asher knocked on the door quickly, and Joseph opened it immediately. His face looked serious, reflecting deep concern."Sir, I apologize for calling you here so late," Joseph said as he ushered Asher inside.Asher stepped in, looking at Joseph intently. "What did you find, Joseph?"Joseph took a deep breath before answering. "Someone has been spying on the Celestial Haven hotel. Our security team spotted a suspicious figure lurking around the hotel area for the past few nights."Asher frowned. "Do we know who this person is?"Joseph shook his head. "Not yet. The person is very crafty and knows how to avoid the security cameras. But we managed to get a partial recording of their face. Maybe this can help us identify them."Joseph handed a tablet to Asher, displaying footage from the hotel's security cameras. Asher examined the video closely, noting every movement of the mysterio
Asher approached Aberon Dixon at the Dixon family foundation office. As soon as Asher sat down, Aberon shot a question that made the atmosphere tense. "What about the fire case at ArgonChem? Have the evidence that Joseph and your team gathered been handed over to the authorities? Have they handled everything?" Asher nodded, trying to appear calm despite the unease inside him. "Yes, Dad. The authorities have started investigating the case. We've also taken additional steps to enhance security." "But, if everything is revealed later, don't be surprised by the culprit behind the fire," Asher continued. Aberon smiled knowingly, as if he could read Asher's mind. "The culprit is likely someone with Dixon blood," he muttered. Asher didn't respond, he gazed at the corner of Aberon's office. Since Aberon handed over full control of the central company, the middle-aged man chose to manage the nearly neglected foundation. Many photos of activities were displayed in the cabinet in the right co
After the meeting with the legal team ended, Asher quickly went to his office to meet Joseph. Asher's mind was still filled with various worries and unanswered questions. When Joseph entered, his face showed a seriousness that reflected the importance of the information he was about to convey. "Mr. Asher, we have identified the person spying on the Celestial Haven hotel," said Joseph without preamble. Asher sat up straight, his eyes focused on Joseph. "Who is it?" Joseph took a deep breath before answering. "That person is an agent of Kaylery Barnnet." Asher frowned, confusion and suspicion immediately clouding his mind. "Kaylery Barnnet? Why is he spying on our hotel? What’s his motive?" Joseph shook his head slightly. "That's still a mystery, Sir. So far, we haven't found any additional information about Kaylery Barnnet aside from his background in business. It's as if he knows he's being investigated and has successfully covered his tracks very well." Asher sighed, trying to p
The next day, news of Mr. Thimphon's death became more and more widespread. Various media outlets began to cover it enthusiastically, and some reporters even stood in front of Dixon's headquarters, waiting for an official statement. They were supposed to be covering news about Asher's success as an investor for a small company, but today, they were reporting on Mr. Thimphon's death and his relationship with Asher.Aberon Dixon, hearing the news, immediately called Asher into his foundation office. He sighed softly, massaging his sore forehead. Not only was Aberon shocked, Luciana was also worried. Joseph was also summoned by Wilson and Aberon, handing over documents about the malpractice at BOWWS Company. The report on Mr. Thimphon's death would follow.Aberon stared intently at the document Joseph had given him. He read it carefully before making a decision. "So, the malpractice about the company is true? Chemical leaks, even the practice of using dangerous materials," he said quiet
Elsewhere, William Dixon was feeling restless. The news that Aberon Dixon was investigating him for alleged malpractice and illegal funds in his shell company made him uneasy. William paced left and right in his room with a tense face, his mind constantly spinning to find a way out of the worsening situation. Waldric, who was sitting in the corner of the room, observed his father with a sharp gaze. He sighed softly, frustrated to see William lose his composure. "You shouldn't have acted so recklessly, Dad," Waldric said, his voice sounding firm yet full of disappointment. William paused for a moment, staring at his son with a piercing gaze full of anger. "You think I'm doing this just for myself? It's also for you! Without that treasure, you're nothing, Waldric! You should have curried favor with your uncle long ago, instead of being preoccupied with your desire to manage that useless little company." Waldric snorted, stood up, and looked at his father with an equally sharp look in
After successfully navigating the storm of negative press that had targeted him, Asher refocused on his primary role as a smart investor. He attended meetings with small, growing companies where he had invested. The discussions went smoothly, and the trust Asher had built began to yield tangible results. The small companies acknowledged the significant impact Asher had made in guiding them towards success.Gradually, the negative news that once surrounded Asher began to fade, replaced by positive coverage highlighting his success in his new role as an emerging figure in the business world. From the Celestial Haven Hotel to the redevelopment projects with Jonathan, and the exhibitions with Rudwick, the public began to see him as a strong and visionary leader capable of bringing significant change to the companies he supported.This was particularly good news, considering that there would soon be a prestigious exhibition where antiques belonging to the wealthy elite would be auctioned o
The meeting with the board of directors lasted for an extended period, and the atmosphere in the room was tense. The board members sat around a long table, each carrying different perspectives and arguments. The factions of William Dixon and Aberon Dixon exchanged glares, with voices growing louder as the debate heated up. Dissonant voices and sharp arguments echoed throughout the room, intensifying the tension.William Dixon sat at the end of the table, his face flushed with anger, and his every movement radiated fury. "This is unfair, Aberon! I’ve contributed so much to this company, and now you want to take everything away from me?!" William shouted angrily, slamming his hand on the table.Oberon, with a calm yet firm gaze, looked back at William. "Your contributions cannot excuse the violations you’ve committed, William. This company needs a leader who is clean and trustworthy, not someone who exploits their position for personal gain."The tension escalated as board members from
The news of William Dixon's arrest was still ablaze across various media outlets. Every news channel and every internet page was filled with images of William being arrested, his face twisted with anger and fear as he was handcuffed and dragged out of the boardroom. The flashing lights of cameras capturing that moment seemed to spotlight the downfall of a man who once wielded great power. In a dark room filled with cigar smoke, Holmes Alexander stared at the television screen in front of him with eyes full of rage. The news of William Dixon's arrest played repeatedly, each second like a painful lash to Holmes. The middle-aged man clenched his fists, feeling the burning disappointment and anger within him. William had made promises to him—tempting promises of money and power. But now, those promises were nothing more than dust in the wind. Holmes slammed the table in front of him so hard that the whiskey glass on it almost fell. "Damn, bastard! You betrayed us, William!" he muttered i