At that moment, Marco and President John immediately widened their eyes. Both were shocked, almost hitting the table in disbelief and feeling played. In front of them, the person they thought was just an errand boy was,, the enemy they had been after all this time. The main heir of the Luckystone family was sitting with his legs crossed and staring at them with a frivolous look. Marco clenched his hands even more, "Why is it like this? You're the heir apparent to the Luckystone family?" The man chuckled and took a slow breath before continuing, "How dare you come here? You should die and rot with all those useless soldiers of yours! You're just trash that stands in the way of all my successes and plans."Marco insulted Julius with a painful rant, for he felt utterly deceived by a figure who should have been elsewhere strategizing, not coming to him in person. And now, the man grinned, "But it's good that you came here on your own, I didn't have to bother looking for you among your an
President John and Marco looked at each other. They were silent for a long time until the president limped towards Julius, "How much compensation do you want?" he asked in a hoarse, heavy voice. He stepped closer before his feet were held up by Marco, who was still on the floor, unable to stand.The man who was the future heir to the Wood family looked at the president and stopped him, "Don't trust that rotten bastard. He just wants to play us." Marco's body had begun to tremble, a sign that the poison he had inhaled was beginning to take hold of his body more and more. He swallowed repeatedly, enduring the pain that kept attacking and making him short of breath.President John gritted his teeth in annoyance. The man glared at Marco, who had let go, "I'm the one you're playing with!" he shouted with little energy left. The man with uncovered eye bags pointed at Marco angrily, "Look! I'm having a hard time right now! I shouldn't have had to confront Skylonia just to get to the island.
Julius chuckled aloud, the man laughing at President John's pathetic state with blood on his face and hands, "You fool! I knew that a traitor would remain a traitor forever." Julius was still chuckling, looking at the president with a humorous gaze.Then, Julius threw a bullet onto the floor with a heavy clatter, and Julius placed his hands on his thighs with a disgusted look, "You should realize that I'm testing you. Had you been so good to me from the start without doing something stupid like this, I would have released you and made you my accomplice."Julius snorted, "But as it turns out, you're still a stupid, brainless traitor." Julius touched his head with his forefinger, emphasizing which part of his body President John lacked. The man laughed at the president's fate so brazenly, "You don't know the tactics of fighting a man like me. Has your brain been destroyed by inhaling poison gas?"Julius' voice rang out loudly in the room of only three people. The man laughed, watching t
Julius ignored the bodyguard's call and kept walking away. It was still quiet on the first floor, no one was walking around because it was still working hours, and they were busy in their respective rooms. Unfortunately, Julius' tranquility was interrupted when the bodyguard he ignored chased after him and caught him by the arm. With an angry face, he shouted, "I've called you loudly, there's no one here who can hear my voice. And this is the perfect time for me to teach you a lesson."Julius was too lazy to deal with this ignorant man, so he grabbed his hand with a ksar. With just one jerk, the bodyguard's grip on Julius' hand was released. He could see that the guard was annoyed and glared at Julius, "How dare you treat me so rudely? You're just a cleaner!"With that, the bodyguard threw his fist at Julius. He looked so annoyed that he channeled all his energy into it. In his mind, Julius would have moaned or groaned in pain from the blow. But alas, his prediction was wrong. Julius
The news spread quickly, like fire on dry leaves. The death of the president of the country of Infrastraat and Marco was becoming a hot topic of discussion among the people. News broke on every TV channel, on every channel to the radio, and no one missed this terrible news.The initial news that the president had died of complications quickly changed. After Marco was found dead in the same place, having been shot twice in the forehead by who knows who, the public assumed that the two had a conflict and ended up attacking each other to death that day. In fact, after the discovery of poisonous gas elements inhaled by the two, people were even more convinced that the two had a conflict and ended up killing each other.And now, people are starting to make bad assumptions about the two. Rumor has it that they betrayed each other in a deal that cost the country for their own benefit. The shot in the forehead and the poison swallowed were strong evidence of the bad end of cooperation between
On the other side, a man whose hair had grown gray in places was pacing back and forth in the living room. The man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and material pants, and in his hand, a cell phone lit up with a news update about the discovery of a man's body in the Infrastraat president's office, with two bullet holes in the forehead.The man was Wood Diego, a family patriarch in his mid-fifties. Every now and then, he looked like he wanted to slam his cell phone on the floor and scream at the top of his lungs until his servants tiptoed in fear.Diego ran a hand through his hair, "Why is everyone preventing me from picking up my own son's corpse?" he asked himself. He was still walking to and fro, thinking of ways to bring home the body of his son, who had died in a foreign land. Yes, he was the father of Marco, a man who had died alongside the president of the country of Infrastraat after plotting a great crime at the expense of the people as well as his own country. Now that the
On the other hand, the Ibfrastraat government was in the middle of a major negotiation that required a lot of advice and input. The country is currently without a president following John's untimely death. And the government was taken over by the ministers, who were now deliberating hard to make a big decision.One man, the minister of national defense, now made his point, "I have withdrawn all troops from the battlefield. There are no additional casualties, and all the civilians who were forced into the war have also been found. I have asked the other ministers if all the families affected will be compensated for the wrongs committed by our former president."The other ministers nodded in agreement. It was only fitting that they should do so. Everyone has a family, and they also disagreed with the president's sending soldiers secretly without the consent of the other ministers. And now, there was still one more problem to deal with. That was the people outside of Infrastraart who had
Julius sped up his vehicle on the crowded street of private and public vehicles. The man stepped on the pedal, picking up speed with his eyes occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror. Another man in his sports car was driving at high speed and trying to overtake him.The streets at lunchtime were bustling, but Julius could skillfully avoid the various vehicles that passed in front of him. In contrast to the red-haired man who was less than half a meter away from Julius, the man was repeatedly caught by the cars that Julius passed. He had to be extra careful in driving and avoid accidents that could happen.Then, the man increased his speed when he saw it was quiet ahead. The traffic light was still green, but the time was almost up to a few seconds. The man used this moment to chase Julius's car until he almost hit a sedan that appeared from the side like a ghost. "Shit!" the man cursed and sped up again. He stepped on the gas pedal, and his eyes lit up with pleasure as he saw th