Arriving at the office, Steve walked into his room with a grim look. "What's wrong with you?" Cassandra sat on the guest sofa with her arms folded across her chest. "Why are you here? Go back to your room." Steve said sternly. "How dare you kick me out of my office! You need to wake up! If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be working in this office!" Cassandra protested, offended. Steve snorted softly, cursing his childish nature. He shouldn't take his frustrations out on others. "What's the need?" Steve's voice sounded soft. Cassandra was his sister after all, despite the difference in fathers. Unfortunately, Cassandra didn't know about it yet because Charles asked her to keep it a secret so she was still arbitrary to Steve. "I heard that the oil mine in New Mexico will be auctioned off. I want to buy it. The auction will be held tomorrow. If we can get it, then we will make a huge profit." "However, we need a lot of money to buy it because I'm sure other big companies will c
Cassandra quickly left feeling disappointed after learning that Steve seemed angry about wanting to save a woman who claimed to be his wi'Why does my chest hurt so much?' Cassandra hurriedly crossed the corridor."I never thought I'd have a special guest at my hotel today."Cassandra's steps were instantly halted as a man stood in front of her with his four bodyguards."You..." Cassandra spontaneously backed away in worry.'How could the man be so fit after being shot?'Edgar approached Cassandra and smiled slyly. "I was very lucky today. I wanted to destroy Christopher's family, but you gave yourself to me instead.""Move aside! I want to pass!" Cassandra exclaimed sternly.Edgar laughed wickedly. "Impossible I'm letting my prey go!""Don't be impudent with me!" Cassandra quickly took out a pistol from her bag. Since the incident at the restaurant, she has always carried a gun in anticipation."Go get her!""Yes, boss!"With ease, the four men seized the gun and grabbed Cassandra, t
The next day. Cigarette smoke filled the dimly lit room. Hundreds of cans and bottles of drinks littered the floor. The smell of alcohol and drugs was overpowering as Steve entered an abandoned warehouse, Jacob's designated location, at dawn. "I salute you for courageously coming to your enemy's stable." Jacob grinned mockingly. He and Edgar sat on the sofa, and his bodyguards loyally stood behind them. "Are you afraid of Cassandra and Charles seeing you battered and dead if you invite them to watch this match?" Edgar added. Steve didn't respond to their taunts at all. When considering Edgar and Jacob's crimes and their blood relationship, Steve's feelings are complicated. Feelings of hate, resentment, anger, and shock were all mixed. It was like a dream knowing Jacob and he were brothers from different mothers. In the center of the room, a boxing ring was set up. Steve climbed into the ring, put his bag in the corner, removed his white t-shirt, and put on his boxing gloves.
PLAK! Steve didn't groan or protest when he received the slap. "FUCK OFF!" Cassandra's scream boomed in Steve's hospital room. "How dare you betray me and my grandpa! Why did you give Charles Corp to Jacob?!" Cassandra didn't pity Steve at all, even though he was battered. "I'm sorry." That was all Steve could say when he lost to Jacob and Edgar. "You made me lose everything, Steve! I regret ever knowing you!" Cassandra screamed in frustration. Her tears flowed without her realizing it. Steve lowered sadly when he heard Cassandra's cries. "I sacrificed everything for Charles Corp, but you gave it to my enemy because you lost the bet! Are you crazy?!" Steve didn't answer. "ANSWER ME, DAMN IT!" Cassandra punched Steve, but he didn't move. The woman collapsed, sobbing so hard that her shoulders shook with disappointment. It was like she had just lost the meaning of life. Steve reached out his hand to stroke Cassandra's shoulder, but she pulled it back. She wouldn't accept his
Steve sat on the floor of the jail. He had to squeeze in with dozens of other prisoners in the cramped room. The man's mind was in turmoil. He couldn't stop lamenting his mistakes and carelessness. Burning with rage, he acted recklessly, destroying the lives of innocent people. 'Why didn't you help me, System?! I wouldn't have ended up in this disgusting place, and Cassandra wouldn't hate me!' Steve shouted angrily inwardly, venting his frustration. [I'm sorry, Mr. Steve. I wasn't programmed for revenge. Those items can be bought to help others, not hurt or bring others down] 'You are a useless system! Get out of my life forever! Don't ever appear in my life again! I don't want my life to be ruled by you anymore!' [Calm down, Mr. Steve. You will reap the good of the good you have sown in others!] 'I don't need to be entertained by an asshole like you! Get out of my life forever!' [You'll still need me later, Mr. Steve. Are you sure you want to kick me out of your life?] 'Are y
Steve entered a room that resembled a small stadium with a stage in the center. The stands were filled with conglomerates from all over the world. Steve sat at the very back, where there were no lights, so few people could see him.Today was an auction of oil and gas well, and other valuables in New York. Steve was relieved to have made it in. 'But I have to be careful of Jacob. He must be planning something bad for me.'[It was a reward for saving Jacob's life, so the system used him to help you]'I'm not sure he's helping me sincerely, even though I saved him. After all, I was forced to save him because I was kidnapped by his father. He would have done the same to me.'[Never mind. Just focus on doing good so that you keep getting rewarded]'I see.'Soon, the auction started.Steve ignored the auction items, waiting for the oil rig auction."Did you come here to buy the oil mine?" Steve was slightly surprised when Audrey sat beside him because he was too focused on listening."T
"It's impossible!" John's shout echoed through the room, making everyone curious. "What's wrong?" The guests urged John to explain what was going on. "We just received a transfer from Mr. Alvarez for 500 million dollars!" All the guests were shocked. "Mr. Alvarez?!" "Impossible! Didn't he die because of a hitman?" "Is it possible that the news is fake?" Jacob and Audrey were speechless. "Is Mr. Alvarez you, Mr. Steve?" John's eyes fell on the proudly smiling man. His voice sounded polite, not like before. "Yes. It's me." All the guests were like lightning in the daytime hearing that. They glared, and their mouths opened wide in disbelief. Steve took the initiative to come forward and climb the stage. As he walked, all pairs of eyes followed him to the stage in awe and shock. "I am Mr. Alvarez. I would like to clarify the false news that has been circulating." The guests and reporters focused on Steve's words. "I had my assistant, Jack, claiming to be me. However, he
"Of course not. Why would I do that to a man who helped me and my grandfather?" Cassandra smiled softly. "You're weird today. Did you eat something wrong?" Cassandra chuckled. "What's weird about me?" 'You're not like the Cassandra I know. The Cassandra I rarely know compliments me." "Really? I didn't realize that." The woman leaned closer to Steve with a seductive smile. "Would you like me to compliment you, Mr. Alvarez?" Steve didn't know whether to be pleased or suspicious. He was happy that Cassandra had been friendly him. However, on the other hand, she was like a stranger. "No need." Steve focused on eating the steak that had been served. "By the way, where did you get that much money, Steve?" "You don't need to know. Most importantly, I've returned Charles Corp to you." "Was I wrong to want to get to know you?" Cassandra pouted. "I want to learn many things from you about business." "There's one thing you have to do." "What's that?" "Never work with a traitor." Stev