Andrew chuckled as they struggled to regain their footing. Eventually, Mr. Blackwood managed to stand and approached Meredith, delivering a resounding slap across her face.*Paaaah!*Stunned and in pain, Meredith held her cheek, bewildered by the sudden turn of events. "Sir, what have I done wrong?" she asked as felt the immense pain from the slap."You're to blame. You tried to hinder our CEO, causing him to wait outside," Mr. Blackwood explained, then turned to Andrew, bowing down. "I apologize for this, sir."Meredith, now understanding the situation, was equally shocked. "Brat! What are you all doing here?" Mr. Blackwood shouted at the others, who rushed over to Andrew and bowed down. "We are sorry for our previous actions, sir.""You should be apologizing to them, not me," Andrew remarked, pointing towards the protesting crowd outside. He then proceeded to sit at the desk, crossing his legs."I want you to fetch me the financial ledgers from one week ago," Andrew instructed, gest
It was almost midnight as Andrew was still in the office, examining the company's financial ledgers, analyzing the profits and losses incurred over the previous years."Hmmm... Besides the mismanagement, it appears that the sales of Prime Stone have significantly declined. It seems the mining sites we currently have are no longer valuable," Andrew murmured, his gaze fixed on the map laid out on his desk.Stellarite Resources, a mining company specializing in rare orbs, had suffered due to the previous owner's poor decision-making when acquiring mining locations. Initially, they had struck gold with Prime Stone, a highly sought-after gem with properties comparable to diamonds. However, as the market became saturated with Prime Stone, sales plummeted, rendering it unprofitable for the company."I believe it's time to diversify. Dad, you mentioned a rare stone that could revolutionize our business," Andrew said aloud as a holographic projection of his father materialized before him."Yes
Andrew had been working throughout the night, exhausted to the point of sleeping on his desk amidst the scattered ledgers. Suddenly, a knock on the door jolted him awake, causing him to stir immediately."Yaaah!" Andrew yawned, stretching his body as he tried to shake off the drowsiness. Just then, he heard another knock on the door, grabbing his attention."Come in," he called out, and the door swung open, revealing the receptionist who had been smoking the previous day. She seemed timid as her gaze met Andrew's."Good morning, sir," she greeted, her voice trembling slightly."Good morning, Miss..." Andrew's eyes fixed upon her, silently urging her to reveal her name."Sorry, sir... My name is Mira," she responded, her voice barely above a whisper."Nice to meet you, Miss Mira," Andrew replied, his tone polite but firm. "And please, I prefer not to see anyone smoking in the office environment.""Yes, sir," Mira replied, nodding her head immediately, understanding the expectation."I
It was already 10 PM, and Andrew drove along the road that led to the Telsa Restaurant. All eyes were fixated on the car as it gracefully pulled into the parking space. "Is that the latest edition of the Mercedes-Benz?" whispered one of the passersby. "He must really be very rich" the others began to chat amongst themselves. Meanwhile, Inside the black car, Andrew remained hidden from view, leaving everyone present to ponder about the mysterious billionaire who had arrived. Finally, Andrew emerged from the car, capturing the attention of the entire vicinity. As he stepped out, the first thing that caught everyone's gaze were his polished black loafers. Standing tall in front of his car door, Andrew exuded an aura that commanded attention. Andrew' was dressed in a brown leopard tuxedo suit, as he was also putting on a black shades, as he looked like a Godlike being from another world. Before Andrew had arrived, Hannah had made it clear that Andrew must inform her of his arrival ti
"Hannah! Hannah! Wait up!" Andrew called out desperately, rushing towards her, hoping for a chance to apologize and seek her forgiveness.However, his pursuit was abruptly interrupted as he found himself face-to-face with Stanley and a group of his college associates. Andrew halted in his tracks, confronted by their presence and their attempts to impede his progress."Well, well, well! Look who we have here! The trash kid in a fancy suit," Stanley sneered, taking a sip, his words laced with contempt.Stanley proceeded to draw the attention of the security guards, summoning one to approach Andrew under his command."And isn't that the same outfit Hannah is wearing?" chimed in one of Stanley's cohorts, emphasizing the similarity. "I suppose it's a coincidence... or perhaps more than that.""I can't help but wonder how you managed to gain entry here. You're clearly from a lower socioeconomic background, and this event isn't meant for people like you," another of Stanley's friends mocked,
Present...."Security, remove him from here," Stanley barked, attempting to confront Andrew by instructing the security personnel.Meanwhile, Mr. Darren, who recognized Andrew from a distance, murmured to himself, "Isn't that the young man who saved my life?" Intrigued, he approached Andrew, only to be taken aback by the sight of him being surrounded by security.Given the large number of people present, Andrew's predicament didn't draw much attention. Confused and equally surprised by the situation unfolding before him, Darren uttered to himself, "What is going on?"Determined to intervene, Darren swiftly maneuvered through the crowd, reaching Andrew's side. With a firm tone, he addressed the imposing security guards, saying, "Who do you think you're about to eject?" The guards were taken aback, realizing that the person issuing the command was their own general manager.Momentarily stunned, they hesitated and retreated, their confidence shaken."I am addressing all of you! Remove hi
Andrew confidently raised his hands, unafraid of the challenge that lay ahead."I will!" he declared, his voice resounding through the dense crowd, leaving everyone stunned."This fool actually believes he can challenge Ethan... one of the top fighters? Haha, he must be joking," Stanley chuckled, relieved that someone else would take revenge on Andrew instead of him.Ethan, equally surprised by Andrew's boldness, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "He doesn't have an aura of an expert, he will just be a weak brat that is trying to at strong" Ethan drew conclusions on Andrew.Hannah, whom Andrew had been searching for, stood silently in a corner, watching him with astonishment."What does he think he's doing? Why would he put himself in such danger?" Hannah wondered, her gaze fixed on Andrew.Mr. Nelson Tesla, unaware of Andrew's martial arts background, found himself intrigued by the mysterious young man."Hmm, I never knew he was a fighter too. This boy truly stands out," Mr. Nelso
Andrew's countermove dealt a devastating blow to Ethan's ego. The thought of losing to someone like Andrew, who had dismissed him as a mere novice, was a source of deep shame for Ethan."I suggest you pick up the pace," Andrew indirectly insulted Ethan, his words stinging. Ethan stood tall, his face twitching with anger, unable to find a suitable retort. It frustrated him to no end that Andrew held the upper hand in their exchange.Determined to turn the tables, Ethan decided to unleash a killer move. After all, Andrew had proclaimed himself to be strong. "Now I see that I underestimated you. Brace yourself for my ultimate strike," Ethan declared, wasting no time. He swiftly assumed a Taichi stance, bending his hands and positioning his knuckles forward, while drawing his other leg backward."Hahaha! The young generation can even master the legendary Praying Parties style," Mr. Nelson chuckled, astounded by the display."You're absolutely right, Nelson. It seems that Andrew who claime