Sir Elon adjusted his shirt and took large strides towards the brothel building. "Hey buddy. It's not yet work hours" one of the two brawny bouncers who stood at the door, stooped him from entering. Snorting lightly, he rolled down his sleeves, revealing a Bull tatoo on his wrist. When the bouncers saw this tatoo, their face went ashen in fright. "Am i still not permitted to go in?- Sir Elon teased with a sinister smirk. "I wouldn't dare!" both bouncers chorused in fright as they opened the door with shaky hands. Sir Elon smirked as he swaggered in. The tatoo he just showed those bouncers could only be obtained by high - ranking members of Pluto Kings guild. Sir Elon was quite familiar with the brothel interior. After walking through a long corridor coupled with a few twists and turns, he finally arrived at a door. From where he stood, he could pick out noises of loud music blarring and loud chatterings. Pushing open the door resolutely, he swaggered in.Behind the door was a
"Happy birthday Mr. Henicky!' "I bought you a soul calming lotus" "I bought you a bottle of Quss D' Vore wine. It's vintage!" Mr. Henicky sat majestically at at throne like arm chair, as twenty something youths in lavish clothing showered him with expensive gifts and well wishes. All of the youths in the banquet hall each hailed from the top families and organizations in Delta City. Even the young heirs of the top ten families were present. With this one could see just how much prestige Mr. Henicky had in Delta City. "I am grateful for all the gifts that you all gave me" Mr. Henicky swept the youths in the hall with a deep gaze, nodding his head in satisfaction. At that moment, Charlotte and Drew happened to enter into the banquet hall, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall. "Look who decided to show up" Sophie scoffed with sarcasm when she saw Charlotte. Although her father was merely a the manager of Benzo bank, nobody dared to treat them lightly, thanks to the
But contrary to everyone's expectations, Drew shook his head with a wry smile. "Monk Rathimi? is he someone amazing?" Many at the banquet table had the urge to beat Drew up. Seeing things about to go south, Charlotte hurriedly spoke up. "Pardon Drew's ignorance. He isn't the type to keep track of worldly affairs" Mr Henicky leaned back, staring intently at Drew. "I can see that. Alright, the banquet has ended. Apart from young friend Drew, the rest of you can leave" He waved his hand dismissively. The young richies were shocked when they saw the drastic change in treatment. However, none of them voiced any complaints. First of all, it was Mr. Henicky's birthday, giving him the right to end it whenever he wanted. And most importantly, he was a government official! Following the crowd leaving, Tom gave Drew a deep look. She was starting to grow a cat-like curiosity regarding Drew's real identity" "You can wait for me besides the car" Drew reassured Charlotte before she stood up
Roby's Delight.. Drew parked his car at a corner of the restaurant and alighted down. Roby's Delight was an asset owned by Dremelia Group. It was once the asset of one of West Wings gangster bosses named Murphy. It's been a week now. According to Amelia, the poultry farm was at it's earliest phase. But due to the large budget he gave to her which was more than enough to take care of the birds for another two months (including their lavish eating). And so, Drew lived his life spending time with his mum, going on expensive dates with Diane and Charlotte, and partying at clubs. Thanks to all these, he'd managed to amass 200 deci points. But for the current him, such an amount was extremely miniscule. Today, Julian helped arrange a meeting between him a record label boss. The meeting was taking place in Roby's Delight. When Drew got in, one of the restaurant staffs respuctfully lead him upstairs, since they were well aware of his status and identity.The space upstairs was located o
"Uncle.. you really advanced?" Tom thought her ears were playing tricks on her. Uncle Harland took a deep breath to control his excitement. "Yes. Yes my dear niece. I have indeed advanced!" "But.. wasn't the bottle neck difficult to break through?" Tom felt lost. Things were just happening too fast, making her unable to digest them all at once. Uncle Harland held up Drew's antidote with an ambigous smile. "Although the antidote is pretty mediocre, like an utter piece of trash to me, it's quality is top notch. It was all thanks to it that i got an ephiphany just now" "Are you sure it was that kid who brewed this antidote?" "Uncle, he brewed it on the spot" Tom replied. "If what you said is right, then whoever thought that kid is a total monster! he might even be a diamond tier Divine Physician".. "Thank you all for making out time to attend this meeting" Drew cleared his throat. He was seated at the head of a large discussion table.Amelia stood besides him, while the un
Drew swaggered in like he was taking a radom stroll at disney land. "How did you get here so fast? where are my boys outside?!" Sir Elon unconsciously took a step back. After the whopping he suffered at Drew's hands, he had unkowingly developed an inner fear towards him. "They won't be waking up anytime soon. Though, it seems that there's an interesting show going up" Drew grinned when he saw the line up. "Drew give it up. Mr. Elon is a member of the Pluto Kings guild. Although you are stronger than each of us present here, you are just a slightly stronger ant when compared to the Pluto Kings guild" "Yeah! Mr. Elon is our only true boss. Did you think a stranger like you can snatch away that position?" The various underworld bosses chastized Drew, while supporting Sir Elon. Many of them started off as street hustlers, causing the 'survival of the fittest' and 'go with the flow' rule. Since Sir Elon had an even more stronger reinforcements than Drew, the didn't mind latching on
"Since we are all present. We can begin the meeting" Mr. Walters led Malcom X to the head chair, much to the astonishment of those present in the conference room. After sitting besides Malcom X, Mr. Walters began speaking. "As we all know, our Red Mist Auction house has always dominated the auction market for years. Although it is a good thing, versality in business venture is important" "So, what are your plans?" a share holder, Mr. Chris interrupted. Mr. Walters smiled, not taking an offense to the abrupt interruption. "You all must have heard of the Three Crowns corporation right? this man besides me is an envoy from Three Crowns corporation" When the various high ranking staffs and share holders heard these words, they sucked in a mouthful. Three Crown Corporation! it was a global hegemon and was the solid number one company in the country! Although Red Mist Auction House were regarded as a powerhouse, they were nothing before the former."Oh, I hope sir didn't take offens
Grand Patriarch?! Jeff and some of the onlookers gawked as they witnessed the sight of Becky bowing before Drew. "Hm?" Drew couldn't react for a bit. Afterall, he was anticipating Becky's attack from the get-go. "Grand Patriarch? what Grand Patriarch? Boss are you okay?" Jeff rushed over to Becky, intending to check whether her temperature was right. "Leave us!" Beck gave him a sharp glare before respectfully addressing Drew. "This way Grand Patriarch" The crowd watched with astonishment as Becky respectfully led Drew into the hotel. However, the most confused of them all was Jeff. He had been a member of Pluto King guild for quite a number of years, and yet, this was his first time seeing Becky acting subserviently towards somebody... "Alright spit it out. Who are you?' Drew finall asked after Becky led him into a secret compartment. He was extremely relaxed, unafrahd of an unexpected silent ambush. The distance between his strength and the other party was just too vast!