"M-mister Piere! Are you not wrong to bow your head to this man?" asked Stella, still in disbelief.
"Shut up!"
Instead of an answer, she received a stern scolding. Stella was so embarrassed to have an employee who was not polite to an essential customer in front of her.
Throughout his career as president and director of a well-known bank, 70% owned by the Spencer Group, where Irene worked. It was Pierre's first time he had the opportunity to meet a significant person from the Spencer Group.
On top of that, today, the Spencer Group's sole heir came to visit the bank that was arguably his. He had slapped Stella's face so hard that it would probably be swollen. Her beauty is gone.
With tears in her eyes, Stella still dared to come forward to complain because it was she who was yelled at instead of Killian. But before she could ask. Piere yelled at her again, which made Stella surprised.
A moment later, Piere slowly said softly while holding back his anger, "Do you know who he is? He is Mr Spencer, a person you should not offend. You understand!"
Stella's body shivered to hear that explanation. As a professional who had been in banking for quite some time. Stella certainly knew the customers who came to the bank where she worked.
One of the most respected and feared by all employees, including the Chairman of the Royal Bank, was Mr Spencer. Stella knew who Mr Spencer was. No one dared to deal with him.
His company's assets were rumoured to be in the trillions of euros. In a minute, a single word from him could bankrupt a family or a company that opposed him.
His best men are scattered all over the country. Even the country's most potent gangsters bow down and work for him. Their bodyguards are the chosen ones. They are selected from various disciplines and skills.
Thousands of bodyguards come from world-renowned martial arts colleges. Some are retired soldiers or those still active but chose to leave their unit and work for him.
Thousands of bodyguards come from renowned temples, master various skills and lethal moves with bare hands, and are experts with weapons.
Their existence has made the Spencer Group, headed by Mr Miguel Spencer, a company with worldwide power. No one does not bow down and cringe at the sound of his name.
Let alone the haughty and arrogant Stella. Her career was over. In just a matter of minutes, her existence would disappear. And so would the four arrogant guards.
In another place, the four bodyguards or guards who had dealt with Killian earlier were also shivering with fear after seeing how a president director of a well-known bank in Birmingham humbled himself and was so respectful to the person they called a beggar.
"We're finished," they screamed in despair.
"All four of you are sacked! Pack your things. I've already contacted the city authorities to keep you there," snapped Chairman Piere.
The four security guards came stumbling towards Killian after hearing those words. Then they held his feet, begging for mercy so they would not be fired and reported to the city authorities.
"Sir! Whoever you are, please forgive us. We were wrong, and we acted stupidly. Our behaviour was silly, thinking as if we didn't know the height of the sky. We promise we won't be so arrogant again. Please forgive us!" they said in unison, begging for forgiveness.
Killian, who was treated like that, stepped back, not wanting to listen to their babbling. The man preferred to finish his business at the bank quickly. But before Killian took a step, he glanced at Stella with a sad expression.
Piere, who saw the gesture, understood enough that Killian wanted more action on the arrogant manager.
"From today, you are also fired without severance pay. Pack your things, and take your salary and monthly bonus for this month," Piere firmly ordered while stepping away and continuing to accompany Killian to enter.
The people inside the bank were all silent. Although they did not know who Killian was, the existence of the bank's president, who walked beside Killian, signalled that a man like Killian was not an ordinary person.
A president alone was so respectful to the shabbily dressed man, plus there was a small tear in his sleeve due to being pulled by the guards earlier, But the aura he gave off made the people who looked at him made bow, with a look of horror. As a result, they also bowed their heads towards Killian in a respectful manner.
No one was not subdued, seeing that incident. Although in people's hearts, they wondered, who could the person walking beside the president be? His clothes did not depict him as a rich man or an important person in Birmingham. But why did Piere respect him so much?
"Never mind, there's no point in thinking about it," they thought.
In the meantime, Killian had arrived at Piere's spacious and clean study. As soon as they entered, the man invited Killian to sit on the sofa while he walked towards the office intercom to call someone.
Piere immediately called for the bank manager to come in with a stern, "Immediately to my office. Now!"
As soon as she got the call from the unusual bank president, the bank manager hurriedly came, fulfilling her CEO's call.
As she entered, the bank president was seen standing beside his desk, with his hands intertwined. It looked like he was holding a small silver-grey object. His demeanour was respectful towards Killian.
The bank manager was surprised to see that scene, but she was afraid to ask, so she kept quiet.
"Who is he? Why is the Chairman so humble in front of him," the bank manager thought to herself.
"Miss Sophie! Please check this card," the Chairman asked politely.
Manager Sophie looked down at Chairman Piere without replying. But she rushed over and picked up the card. Then she inserted the card into the card detector on the Chairman's desk.
The card detector, which the president rarely used, lit up in green as soon as the manager inserted the card into it—a sign requesting verification from the cardholder.
Chairman Piere took the device and gave it to Killian politely. As soon as Killian entered his password, the machine lit up in yellow, asking the bank manager to enter his bank code to open the application completely.
Once the bank manager entered the code, a significant number appeared with many digits and zeros. Sophie stepped back, almost dropping the card detector she was holding.
On the device was the number EUR. 36.528.000.000.
"I... I... this is amazing!" shouted Sophie's bank manager in surprise.
He heard the absurd words from his manager. Chairman Piere was curious and looked at the numbers on his card reader.
"What! Is it that much?" he shouted without hiding his surprise.
"Mr Spencer! Please accept our respect," without being commanded, President Piere bowed 90 degrees back towards Killian, followed by the bank manager named Sophie.
They dared not be impolite or offend the critical guest in front of them at that moment. In their hearts, there were only words of amazement and fear. They faithfully waited for what Killian would say.
"Disburse my stash of 100k euros. I need it now," Killian said, startling them.
"Hurry up and fulfil our important guest's request," the Chairman ordered as if to get Killian's attention.
"Immediately, sir," the bank manager replied nervously; then, she hurriedly left the room.
On Killian's side, he was also incredulous and amazed when he heard the balance on his ATM card was so much. But he chose to remain silent, even though he was excitedly cheering.
"You guys over there. Wait for my revenge!" he said vengefully.
"Mr Piere! Thank you for serving me so well," Killian praised him."I have to serve the young master in the Spencer family. In the future, whenever and wherever you need me, then I will always be ready for you," replied Piere, happy to be praised by his VVIP guest."I wanted to invite you to dine together at Adam's Restaurant, if you don't mind," Piere tried to attract Killian's attention by inviting him to eat.It was an opportunity to get to know the big, powerful man of the giant Spencer Group. By getting close to the heir, one's social standing and status will rise. It was his chance. Piere unleashed his little thoughts.After all, the Spencer Group owned the bank he worked for all these times. Being able to seek attention, and serve Killian, would make his life more advanced and influential."There is a favour and a return, a purpose and a goal." That was their principle."Thank you for the invitation, Mr Piere. But for now, I can't. Maybe I will make it up next time," Killian de
"How is it, sir? Are you interested?" the saleswoman asked, still excited."How should I do? It's a nice car, but I don't have that much money. I only have 920,000 euros left in my savings; there’s no way I can afford such an expensive car," the man thought anxiously."Leona! Let's look at the other car first. I think that car over there is better than that one," he reasoned.While grumbling, the young woman, Leona, moved towards the other car her partner mentioned. When she passed Killian, her frustration grew."What are you looking at, you hooligan? Ptooey!" she scolded while spitting at Killian.He was getting insulted like that. Killian was angry and wanted to throw his hands at the bold woman, but he held back as much as possible.The man beside the woman was also silent. But when he saw Killian's hands clenched. The man became angry."What kind of person are you? You only dare to hit women. If you want to hit her, come and fight me," he said sarcastically.Unable to vent his ang
Bang! "T-this can't be. How did it happen? W-who exactly are you?" asked Hugo, trembling. "No way! No way! It must be a mistake," said the showroom saleswoman with her body starting to sweat. "The machine must be broken. It can't be right," chirped another. On the other hand, Jessica was not so surprised but was stunned and gawked. She knew from the start that the card Killian showed her was not just any card. So after being proven, it turned out to be true. "This is my chance to get close to him, but can he forgive me?" Jessica thought to herself. "S-Sir, if I may know, who am I currently dealing with?" Hugo is already starting to be respectful to Killian. "Doesn't the card have my account name on it? As well as some brief personal details. You certainly know who I am," Killian responded. "Yes. Sir is right. Come, Sir, I will serve you in my private room," he said modestly, trying to curry favour. "No need. You take care of the necessary car papers. I'll be ten minutes. I'm i
The car he was driving continued to speed up, cutting through the city streets, and entered the courtyard of a five-star hotel. From the name alone, Killian knew from Irene that the hotel belonged to him. Killian parked the car next to the hotel. It was quiet, and no one saw him park his vehicle there. Incidentally, the security guard on duty had a nature call in the washroom. Meanwhile, the other four were changing shifts. So at the time of the shift change, Killian entered the hotel courtyard without going through another check. The hotel that Killian visited was vast and grand. It occupies an area of 27 acres. It was up to 50 floors high, with many varied rooms available. Available rooms include standard room, superior room, deluxe room, junior suite room, suite room, president suite or penthouse suite, single room, twin room, double room, family or triple room, connecting room, murphy room, accessible or disabled room, smoking or non-smoking room, cabana room and so on. The fa
"You're only measuring money. It's more than money!" Killian exclaimed irritably."Check with the card reader. Whether the card has money on it or not!" he growled.Manager Shelby, who saw Killian throw the silver-grey object on the table, was shocked. Although Shelby had never seen what the card looked like, she had heard of someone who had it. The owner was a person who could not be offended.They were finished if it confirmed that the card had money and the owner was Killian! All this time, they had been degrading and insulting Killian without listening to the man's reasoning.One word Killian said, they answered two, more Killian said, they answered even more. It only was when Killian threw a titanium card in front of the receptionist's eyes that they fell silent, including manager Shelby.Her body trembled, imagining what her boss would say if he knew what happened in the hotel lobby.It turned out that what Shelby's manager was afraid of came true. The hotel's boss, the general
Killian lay down on the super-luxurious bed, casting his eyes around the room."Amazing!" he marvelled.Then Killian got up from the bed, walked over and inspected the entire contents of the room he had rented.In the President's suite, Killian's eyes were stunned. It displayed things he had never encountered before in front of his eyes. There were so many luxurious facilities available.There were three rooms, complete with bathrooms. It covered each bed in luxurious spherical sheets, pillows, and speakers nearby. Then there are two living rooms, including one with a classical piano.There is a large dining table in the dining room. There is also a fridge containing non-alcoholic drinks and plenty of free snacks.There is a small kitchenette with a dry pub pantry—a fridge for storing frozen food and a microwave. There is also an espresso machine and variants of Darjeeling and golden tips tea.Three branded luxury microfibre bathrooms have three glass-walled showers and a jacuzzi. The
"Wow! It's already morning. I was exhausted all day, so I slept soundly last night," Killian murmurs almost inaudibly."I'd better hurry to shower, have breakfast, and wait for Irene to come to pick me up," Killian said to himself.Forty-five minutes later, Killian was finished showering, dressed neatly, with blue trousers, slightly dull, wearing footwear that was available in the room but not shoes.Confidently, he stepped into the available lift in front of his room. There was a unique lift for important guests, which did not mix with ordinary guests' charges.Once inside, Killian's fingers immediately pressed the ground floor number. A few moments later, Killian was at his destination.Arriving at the ground floor, Killian tried to find the restaurant where he wanted to eat. His eyes kept searching everywhere."Ah, why don't I just ask the hotel staff?" he thought, regretting his stupidity."Excuse me!" he said when he passed a female employee at the hotel, but she was not wearing
The four who saw Killian's silence while nodding their heads, thinking that he had forgiven them, were wrong. "For this matter, let's finish it after I eat breakfast, or next time, because I have important business to attend to," Killian said expressionlessly. "Now show me where this hotel restaurant is. I'm going to get some breakfast. I'll be picked up soon. Hurry up and show me!" Killian said, annoyed. "I apologise, sir. For an important guest, all the necessities have been sent to your suite, including breakfast," the head restaurant replied modestly. His demeanour had changed 180 degrees, no longer as arrogant as before. So did the executive chef. "I see!" Killian replied briefly, then took his leave, without a care in the world for those standing there dumbfounded. "Go get Mr Killian, and serve him well!" came a voice from a distance, which turned out to be that of their general manager. "Yes, sir!" they replied in unison
He then recounted the actual events, from beginning to end, including why he joined the mafia and what Edwin's purpose was in giving him the mission.Gilbert also told me that his adoptive father's men were always watching them, and they also lived in the luxurious mansion complex, so it was easy to overcome Eithan's movements.Hearing the news, of course, made Eithan very angry. And wanted to finish off Edwin and Cyrus immediately. But unfortunately, their distance is too far. If you want to send a death aura, he can't afford it.So inevitably, she was forced to harbour hurt and resentment towards the person who had raised her."Damn it! Fuck them!"BRUCK! BRUCK!That's all he could do by venting his frustration on a table until it shattered. Shortly afterwards, he said, "Wait for my revenge Cyrus and also you, Edwin. Since you have abandoned me, then you are no longer considered my parent, but my enemy!" he shouted as loud as he could.
Time flew by so quickly. Leviathan is now 16 years old, and Daneera is almost five years and one month old. Their appearance was much different from what it used to be. Leviathan had matured and could no longer be considered a child but a teenager approaching adulthood.While Mariah is often called Daneera, her appearance has also greatly changed. No longer whiny and sulking. But she is still spoilt for her brother. But it's getting stronger.Meanwhile, his parents are now getting old. Killian has already passed the fourth head. Or, to be precise, he is 42 years and six months old. But Irene is still under the head of four or the exact age of 39 years and four months. Meanwhile, Miguel is the same. This year he turns 89 years old. An age that is quite high for seniors like him. But his body condition is still quite good. There are no signs of senility or memory loss.He is still an avid exerciser, even though he does it inside his residence. He also takes health
Three months later, many events occurred in Daylight Town, as well as in other places. One of them was in the city of Nevada in the United States. Edwin, Eithan's adoptive father, had decided to exile Eithan to a distant place and deprive him of his rights as heir to the organisation and wealth.He did this deliberately for fear that Eithan would make trouble and could cause him and his family to die. Following the destruction of the mafia organisation, which he had worked so hard to build.So without his father's knowledge, Edwin carried out his intention, by tricking Eithan, into carrying out a mission in one of the European countries. That was England.Another event was the departure of two ninjas from Edwin's list of people because they wanted to return to their country. Coincidentally, the plan was approved by the head of the organisation. They wanted to escort Eithan to England and take him to his destination.She was escorted there by 10 of her loy
However, after waiting for a minute, no one tried to start and took the opportunity to say why they wanted to meet with Leviathan. The opportunity was only given once, and it was likely that Leviathan would be back at the college soon or working on other matters of importance.Fortunately, it wasn't long before Gerald was able to speak up. Gerald dared to open his voice by saying, "I'll tell you frankly, coming to the UK, I didn't just want to be part of the Spencer Group.""But there is still one reason that can be accounted for: my intention to deepen the science of metaphysics in this country. I have visited many countries and places to get what I seek and want. Only in this country can I get the answer," Gerald said frankly. Then took a moment to breathe.Gerald continued, saying, "Through Miss Jessica, my eyes were opened to the fact that my knowledge is still too shallow. And nothing compared to the knowledge possessed by Lord Aethelhelm and his disciple.
One week later, the contract between Spencer Group and Gerald Huge Construction, or GHC, was officially signed.From then on, the Spencer Group, or SG, was represented by Killian Martino Spencer. While from GHC's side, of course, represented by Gerald, who Miguel and his people witnessed.In the cooperation contract, one of the important points is that the Spencer Group or SG holds the largest share, around 45 per cent, in the construction company. GHC, on the other hand, only holds a 30 per cent stake, with the remainder held by individual investors.Under the signed deal, the SG must inject $4.7b into the construction company to restore its financial difficulties and boost employer confidence.The second important point agreed upon was the dispatch of 25 representatives from Spencer Group to occupy several important positions in the company. One of them was Afief or the money expert. He will control the circulation of money in the construction company.<
"Nothing is impossible for the young master. What drew us just now was him!" replied Aethelhelm matter-of-factly."Is that true, sir? Can I see him now?" responded Gerald excitedly."I'm afraid I can't because the young master isn't here," Aethelhelm replied bluntly."Then where and when can I meet him?" asked Gerald again impatiently."Not sure when yet. It depends on the willingness of the person concerned!" replied Aethelhelm, still hanging."What a pity. I wanted to meet and learn from him," Gerald thought."How long will you stand there? Quickly bring in the guest, and present him to our great lord!" said someone who suddenly came to Aethelhelm."Greetings, seniors!" responded Aethelhelm in surprise after being reprimanded."Gerald, meet him; he is Dexter, nicknamed the master of the north wind or the war emperor of the east. He is second only to Viper, the teacher of our young master!" said Aethelhelm introducing Dexter t
Three days later, because of his high curiosity, the information conveyed by Aethelhelm made Gerald very excited. He had indeed heard of the Spencer Group company but had never seriously researched it, let alone collaborated with it.But this time, it was different. Gerald decided to go to England to get what he wanted, namely to study with the magic man at the Spencer Group company and explore business opportunities with the owner of the big company.So today, he invited the entire board of directors, including some shareholders, to hear his decision. Even though their shareholding is about 25 per cent, they were still invited to and asked for their opinions.In the meeting, Gerald revealed what he wanted to get, including the problem of his knowledge. Many disagreed with his decision, including his own younger brother. But still, they need help to do something.In that meeting, he revealed many things, including this problem. "My mind is made up. For a year or two, I will deepen my
"Don't lie. Tell me the truth. What brings you here?" argued Aethelhelm firmly."I'm curious about that disciple of yours. How was he able to bring out such a powerful aura last night? Even my master is incapable of doing that. But what happened last night was extraordinary. So if you allow me, I would like to study with him or you directly," Gerald replied frankly."Is there nothing else?" asked Aethelhelm testily while sending his intimidating aura to Gerald."I-it's not important, sir!" replied Gerald nervously, unable to resist the suppressive aura sent out by the Aethelhelm."Your strength is still weak. How can you protect my student later?" Aethelhelm responded bluntly. Because he already knew where Gerald was going with this and what he had come here for."Study some more. Once you succeed, you can come to see me!" said Aethelhelm firmly."But sir. I sincerely want to get to know your student and learn from him," Gerald insisted.
"Calm down, my friend. I'm just like you. Without you realising it, I also have a mission given to me by someone two years ago. So your secret will remain safe forever. We can even work together to make Cyrus regret it for the rest of his life!" Gilbert's ninja friend said to himself.Then resumed his delayed sleep and woke up the next day.***Meanwhile, they are still in the same city. Jessica and Aethelhelm, who had just entered the rental house, were seen having a serious conversation with each other. Even though the night was getting late, they hadn't gone to bed yet. Even though outside, Jessica was very sleepy. But once inside, her sleepiness disappeared."How did the teacher come earlier? Even though the distance between England and America is very far? Does the teacher know about disappearing and appearing at the desired place?" Jessica said curiously."How can people like us do that, Jessica, unless we are that kind of person? Didn't you