Dylan continued to drive away from the place to reach a nearby café. The three had been to that café before, so they would be familiar with the atmosphere there.
"I don't seem to see any workers from the advertising department leaving the office. Are they working overtime?" Maya asked.
The woman was already curious, so she immediately asked Lindis, who was behind her. Lindis was initially reluctant to answer before arriving at the cafe, but what the heck, being in this car was also relatively safe, in her opinion.
"There is no one who has never worked overtime. Ever since they all started working, they've been faced with overtime," Lindis replied.
"How many clients do they have that they're ordered to work overtime?" asked Dylan, joining in the curiosity by
"What?" asked Dylan. The man certainly couldn't hide his surprise when he heard Lindis intended to resign from Monarch. If the woman insisted on leaving, Dylan's eyes would lose their eyes and ears in Monarch even more -only Wilson would remain. "You can't do that. I still need you," Dylan snapped. "I know, Mr. Sullivan. But I can't stand to have my pay cut by them," Lindis said. "If I manage to take over the Monarch, I won't let that happen," Dylan said. "Then take her from Robert. Do it quickly! The employees there have lost hope," said Lindis. Despite Lindis' pressure, Dylan still couldn't do it. He had agreed with the other shareholders that Dylan would only take a stake in Monarch when six months had passed. "I spoke to representatives from Rockefeller and Lawrence. They have agreed that they will sell their shares to me if in six months, Monarch's revenue no longer shows an increase," Dylan said. Lindis listened carefully. The information was new to her and she suspected
Dylan and Maya left the place, letting Lindis take public transportation home as she probably needed some time to herself.All the way home, Lindis kept thinking about what she should do now, especially when she found out about Dylan's plan to seize the Monarch.At first, Lindis thought that Dylan was playing around with what the man had said. However, Maya did not indicate that the two were joking in this matter.She knew very well what kind of pain Dylan was feeling, especially about the man's suffering when he was constantly the subject of the Watson family's scorn and ridicule.Sitting on the passenger seat while looking out of the bus, Lindis was still thinking about it, "What on earth am I doing here?Dylan and Maya were in a different place. They continued to drive away from the café to return to the Sullivan residence. After much discussion with Lindis, it didn't seem too bad if Dylan created another Monarch-related melee."She seemed depressed earlier," Maya said.Dylan repli
"Are you married?" asked Alfred, surprised to hear that Dylan was married. Dylan cast his eyes to the side again, looking at Alfred as he nodded. He and Melissa were still legally husband and wife, but they had been separated since Dylan's arrival here. And Dylan certainly didn't want to throw away that status. It wasn't that Dylan loved Melissa very much, but she would be of much use to him when he had already begun to execute the second plan, precisely after he had managed to wrestle the Monarch away from Robert. "I already am. Right now, I'm still the legal husband of Melissa Watson," Dylan replied. "Then you just divorce her. Haven't you two not been together for a long time?" Louis asked. Dylan's eyes were now focused to the side, looking at Louis who was none other than his mother, "I don't plan to divorce her. She's important to the course of my revenge plan." "So, should we wait until you're done with all your revenge plans?" asked Alfred. Dylan felt cornered by such que
***The next day.Dylan looked ready in his clothes, a casual suit that he often wore when he wanted to deal with something casual. He was still looking forward, staring at the mirror in front of him.He saw that his clothes looked suitable for the suit he was wearing, even more than suitable according to Dylan. The door to the room knocked softly, appearing from outside the room, she was Maya dressed in a blouse with dark blue pants.Seth looked back, seeing carefully that Maya appeared from the open wooden door. Seth looked back at the woman who was none other than his girlfriend."Are you going out?" Maya asked.Dylan shook his head, his body turning to the side with his eyes fixed on Maya, "Nothing. I'm just trying to look presentable at a casual time like this."Maya smiled, she had to admit that Dylan was indeed well-groomed and handsome. Maya's heart trembled even more as she watched Dylan looking good in his casual shirt and pants."What about Lindis? Did you tell her?" asked
Dylan drove the car away, heading for a roadside restaurant that Maya often frequented. Maya told him where the restaurant was located, it was near an urban area full of roadside houses.It's not surprising that the restaurant is indeed cheap because it's not without reason, the location of the house close to the houses of the residents makes the price of food in the restaurant can't be too expensive.With low prices and good food, Maya was no longer bored when visiting there, especially after knowing that the quality and prices at the restaurant were quite reasonable according to Maya.Dylan drove the Porsche into a residential area that looked like it had old-fashioned houses, the kind of houses that were usually occupied by people with lower-middle income.When they saw the luxury sports car arrive at the neighborhood, the residents who were in front of the restaurant were immediately left with their mouths agape. They never expected a rich person to come to such a place.Their eye
"Are you serious?" asked the head chef, of course he was asking for no reason.In his entire life while he founded this restaurant and worked as the head chef, the man had never gotten an investment offer like this. This was the first time he got one, and he didn't even know the name of the person who gave him this investment hope."Do I look like I'm joking to you?" asked Dylan, pointing at his flat, serious face.The head chef didn't see any joking in Dylan's face. He was serious about investing in the restaurant, with plans to build more restaurants in the city."What's your name, sir?" the head chef asked, curious."I'm Dylan, Dylan Sullivan," Dylan replied.Dylan's head turned to the side, looking at Maya as he introduced her to the head chef, "This is Maya, my personal assistant."Hearing that Dylan was from the Sullivan family came as a surprise to the head chef, especially since everyone already knew that the Sullivan family was famous for its rich and extensive business enter
After the discussion was over, Dylan and Maya intended to say goodbye to the people in the place. The two left the restaurant for the Porsche that had been parked in front of the restaurant.Gundo was seen walking after them, escorting them to leave as a token of his gratitude and the kind treatment he had shown to Dylan and Maya.Just before getting into the Porsche, Dylan turned his body once. Dylan looked straight ahead with both eyes, then shook hands with Gundo."I hope you can decide quickly. Be careful in choosing that person, Gundo," Dylan said.Gundo nodded, he grasped Dylan's right hand tightly with both hands, "Of course. I will be careful in doing so."Dylan smiled happily at those words. The restaurant had been around for many years, with employees changing hands but Gundo was still there because he was the owner.The heir to the Sullivan family was pretty sure that Gundo would be able to choose people who could work well together, especially when it came to maintaining a
The two continued to work on their respective jobs until Dylan was distracted again when his cell phone rang loudly, an incoming call from a contact named Wilson.Dylan stopped what he was doing, picked up his cell phone that had been lying on the desk and stepped away from the desk, approaching the glass window behind his chair."Hello, Dylan here," Dylan said."Hello, there's important information you need to hear," Wilson replied.Dylan squinted, full of attention and curiosity. Dylan occasionally looked back, glancing at Maya who was still sitting on the sofa while jotting down some notes on a book and tab."I heard that Monarch is going to sell some of its shares. They're doing that in hopes of getting other investors," Wilson replied."Selling shares? That makes Robert potentially the highest shareholder in Monarch," Dylan interjected."That's true. He told the other investors, but no one has come to visit Monarch yet," Wilson said.Dylan cleared his throat. Of course, investors