"This mistake of yours is embarrassing and tarnished the company's reputation. Therefore, without any hesitation, I dismiss you dishonourably and without any severance pay. However, your entitlement to old-age savings will still be refunded along with interest."
"As of today, you are no longer an employee of Spencer Group, and your access to work in any of my companies is closed. Today, pack your belongings quickly. Get out of my city!" Killian shouted angrily.
"Leave!" he shouted back in a firm voice.
"Forgive us, Mr Spencer! We admit we were wrong. Please have mercy on us and give us one more chance so we can improve," said a director of the mining branch with a hopeful look.
"What I have decided cannot be changed. Right now, get the hell out of here before I change my mind," Killian argues angrily.
"Kevin!" he shouted forcefully.
"Yes, Mr Spencer!" responded Kevin quickly. Then he led the seven convicted men away by force.
Killian
The next day, all the participants of the big meeting gradually left Daylight Town, intending to return to their respective places of duty. Elizabeth, appointed the company's principal secretary, was still at Killian's Villa and would accompany and receive his orders for the next few days. Killian plans to place Elizabeth's office in one of the large buildings in the Daylight Town area to easily focus his attention on the hundreds of companies now under his supervision. Isaac Adler, Irene's cousin, was deliberately not allowed to return to London that day, as there was a particular assignment that Killian would give him. Meanwhile, Martin and his daughter, Maribel, had arrived at Daylight Town at four in the afternoon and were immediately placed in their standard room. This morning around nine, an hour after breakfast together, Miguel gathered them all in the living room with Killian as the speaker. He remembered Miguel and Killian, including his high-ranking bodyguards, who happe
One week later, time had flown by. The deadline set by Killian for Jacob and his partner to do has been completed.The site plan, or the location plan, drawings and architecture of the building that would house the married guards, had been completed with the headquarters building.Jacob did all this in a marathon because he also had to work on other buildings, which asked to be done immediately and on time.Among the building tasks that affected the small town was revitalising the entire college building, where young master Levi would later study martial arts and general knowledge.Levi would turn seven years old in just two weeks and two days. That was when he would inherit the college and his knowledge and would have to live in the college. Inevitably, Jacob, Afief and Patricia, assisted by dozens of assistants and thousands of construction workers, worked together to build the college into a new and modern one."Greetings, Mr Spencer!" greeted J
In a luxurious villa in Harrow, west of London, a man of about 67 or 70 and his grandson conversed earnestly. I am figuring out what the two of them were talking about.Behind them stood ten tall, stout and well-built men a little further away. They were dressed in black suits, like a bodyguard or bodyguard. Their demeanour was very obedient and respectful to their master.As people called him out there, Abraham was the older man, and the young man in front of him was his grandson. Harley, the son of Jenson, Rowan's cousin, was his father's man. In their conversation, it was Mr Abraham who dominated the conversation."How is your investigation progressing? Has the murderer of Burak, your father's brother, been identified?" asked Abraham inquisitively."Until now, the exact clue of who took my uncle's life is unclear because Uncle Afshin does not want to tell our people," Harley answered frankly."That's not the only thing! Even Derek's grandfather'
"Am I dreaming?" asked Harley in confusion and disbelief."This is all real, my grandson; all this wealth is mine," Abraham replied frankly."But where did you get all this wealth? Did you rob it?" asked Harley curiously."Hush! It is all I got while working for Miguel Spencer. I secretly falsified financial statements and corrupted employee salaries, and stole the company's cash without the owner realising it. Over time, the accumulated wealth became a lot, and I bought gold bars with the proceeds and stored this money in this underground vault.""Once every ten years, I exchanged the old printed money for newly printed money to remain valid and not expire. But of course, I cooperate with insiders for a considerable reward.""I think, with these notes or gold, you can open a business in Miguel's city and try to cripple his power from within. If necessary, you pay the person entrusted with handling the company's data security reports, and if possib
"Levi?" Killian responds loudly, causing his son to snap out of his reverie."Is it possible?" he said again."It is possible, Mr Spencer! Because from the crystal stone incident alone, we can tell there is something we don't understand in the young master's subconscious. Isn't it strange that even a small stone can't be lifted, except by those related to it? From that alone, we can already conclude that young master Levi has an advantage that we don't have," Chester replied in a long and straightforward manner."That makes sense. Now let's ask him what he feels and sees in his mind's eye," Mr Spencer responded quickly."Great-great grandson, try to explain in detail what you see and feel in your mind's eye about this matter we're talking about," said Miguel."I think a great danger will come to our place in the next few days. But what that danger is not very clear. I only see what my father also saw in his dream," he replied matter-of-factly.
[Location: Daylight Town, same time].Jacob, Patricia and Afief were currently in the presence of Miguel, Killian, Irene and Leviathan. They were deliberately called in to report the results of their work in designing and building whatever was ordered to them."I'm just asking for a report from you guys, just in case it can unravel this tangled mind," Killian said frankly."Yes, Mr Spencer!" replied one of them obediently."Regarding the college construction, until now, especially the young master's residence, it has been completed; it is just in the process of finishing. It is estimated that the place will be habitable by tomorrow afternoon.""The other buildings, such as the house of worship, the school, and the guard dormitory, have almost been completed. The training hall, field, teachers' dormitory, and student dormitory are still under construction and nearly eighty per cent complete.""If Mr Spencer is there tomorrow, then I assure yo
"Well done! If Oakley knew that we were monitoring his activities, he'd probably cry blood," Solomon responded proudly of his meagre army."Trying to fight us, you ignorant bastard," he shouted again."Quickly, you order our men to welcome the stubbornness of that cement-enslaved person. If he still insists on having relations with the foreigner, burn down the factory, and kidnap his family.""I don't want our actions to be hindered because of the presence of others. I'm already too comfortable getting high nutritional intake from those cement-enslaved people and other business ventures. If they no longer pay us tribute, our business will go bankrupt. So hurry up and find out who the person is who will enter the cement business!""Order them to kill anyone who tries to obstruct our business!" said Solomon angrily."Yes, sir!" Jonas replied obediently, then hurriedly left the place to meet his friends outside.After Jonas left, Solomon, who w
VROOM... VROOM... VROOM...BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...The roaring engine of a luxury car, and its loud horn, could be heard intermittently in front of the city entrance."Stop! No entry before inspection!" said a guard commander sternly to one of the front passengers in the group of seven luxury cars about to enter the Daylight Town."Please let us in, as we would like to meet the owner or manager of this town," replied one of the passengers in the luxury car in a friendly manner."Sorry! At the moment, the owner is unavailable, as he is swamped," the commander replied sternly."Please come back another time; maybe our master will receive you," the commander firmly replied."How about this one?" someone said quickly, pulling out several wads of money estimated to be in the tens or hundreds of millions of rupiah."Are you trying to bribe us into betrayal?" the commander responded unhappily."Oh no, not at all. We just wanted