"A few days ago, my subordinate, the Deputy Director in charge of business, was dealt with by Jethro and Richard. Also, there's the previous incident where Jethro threw a ten billion-dollar investment plan to snatch my company's strategic project." Chris said bitterly: "Both Jethro and Richard are on my must-kill list." In the past, the Blue Sea Corporation snatched a major project by throwing out ten billion, and the underworld forces were swept clean by Richard. Chris had been patient all this time, not showing his face, because he was summoning overseas manpower to fight back. But unexpectedly, Mr. Wolfe of Wolfe Corporation also had a grudge against Jethro's faction, cleverly seeking help from Chris. "Well, that's good. After all, they are just a bunch of nouveau riche in Empyria. How can they even think they have the ability to compete with a Latin corporation?" Duane said manically: "Mr. Chris, please call a team to help me get rid of that Theophilus." "It's just a minor matte
In another place, at a restaurant in the X-Peak building for entertaining business delegations. Dulcie sat at the dining table, looking at Duane sitting opposite her with suspicion. She couldn't understand why Duane had claimed to be Theophilus's friend just the day before, coming here to find Theophilus, and not knowing what they had talked about. But today, he said he was a major shareholder of the Latin Corporation, here to discuss business matters? If it wasn't for her own company being targeted by the Latin Corporation, she would never have met with this "major shareholder." "Mr. Duane? What do you want with me? Are you from the Latin Corporation?" Dulcie asked skeptically. Duane maintained a faint smile on his face, leisurely replying: "Ms. Dulcie, are you doubting my identity now? Today, your company's stock prices plummeted horribly on the market, and your shareholders have been bought off by the Latin Corporation, right? I can tell you that I was the one who ordered my su
Theophilus shook his head, they really only cared about money. You could say Ariel and her husband were foolish, but sometimes they were quite clever and cunning. As soon as something happened at Dulcie's company, Samantha came, and they immediately wanted to cling to the Latin Corporation, trying to build a relationship. However, they still only saw small, immediate benefits. "Alright, Mom and Dad, you don't need to worry about the company anymore, I and Theophilus will figure it out." "Who else is there to worry about if not your parents? Are you still listening to Theophilus? What can he think of? Aren't they all just hiding behind their skirts and knowing a few people outside?" Ariel expressed disdainfully: "Listen to me, I've already asked for Duane's phone number for you. Schedule a meal with him tomorrow. And don't mention anything about Duane coming to see you today, and his bad character anymore. Mr. Wolfe's words have no problem at all, it's just that you're overthinking."
The sound of a car horn rang out twice, interrupting the conversation and capturing the attention of both individuals. At this moment, a Bentley arrived, honking its horn. Two burly men dressed in black opened the car door, and a man with glasses and fair skin stepped out, seemingly lost in thought as he glanced at Theophilus. "Duane, what brings you here?" Pandora asked suspiciously, becoming instantly wary upon seeing Duane arrive with bodyguards in tow. "Oh? Pandora, you're here too?" Duane responded indifferently, sneering: "Pandora, don't tell me this loser Theophilus came crawling back to you for help? Why do you even bother with this good-for-nothing? He always runs to women for support whenever he's in trouble. What can he even do?" As he spoke, Duane looked down on Theophilus with an air of superiority, his eyes burning with jealousy, and laughed: "Haha, Theophilus, are you scared after what happened today? So you immediately thought of seeking Pandora's help? As expected
"Why is he still so calm?" Pandora asked herself, puzzled and endlessly curious. With things having reached this point and facing Duane's terrifying revenge, how could Theophilus still appear so composed? There wasn't even a trace of horror on his face. "Ah!" Pandora sighed and, looking at Blue, gave a serious order: "Blue, you and Yellow lead a team to Radiant Harbor. Always pay attention to Richard's movements, and you must find Theophilus and protect him." Translate this text into English, using diverse and fluent language but still close to the original meaning. "This... Boss, I don't think this is a good idea." Blue hesitated: "Radiant Harbor is Mr. Richard's territory. Richard also has powerful people around him. If we follow him, we'll surely be discovered, and that's not good at all..." Blue was also quite helpless, as his boss's behavior became quite irrational whenever it involved Theophilus. Mr. Richard was an underworld boss in Elysian Echo. Both his and Yellow's subor
"That's Mr. Chris's decision." Lina said seriously: "Also, Mr. Chris has another important task for you. He wants you to send someone to assassinate Theophilus once more, tomorrow. This time, you must succeed." "Ugh, this is annoying, isn't it? I've investigated before, Theophilus is just a useless guy, why is Mr. Chris so concerned about him?" Falcon expressed his displeasure: "Moreover, didn't we already cripple Jethro from Blue Sea Group? In addition, all the shareholder families of Blue Sea Group have been terrified by us, which is enough to defeat Blue Sea Group. Why all the fuss?" Falcon couldn't understand why Mr. Chris was so worried. For top-notch experts like them to be sent by the company headquarters to assassinate a businessman seemed like using a scalpel to kill a chicken – a waste. And now they were repeatedly sent to kill a useless Theophilus? It must be noted that in the past, those whom they had killed were either important political figures of various countries o
Falcon's expression changed as he quickly raised his hands to block the wooden chair. With a loud thud, the chair struck him, splintering into pieces and forcing Falcon to stagger back several steps. In that moment, Theophilus pounced like a fierce tiger, kicking Falcon in the abdomen. A loud noise echoed as Falcon was sent flying, his head crashing onto the concrete floor, leaving him feeling dizzy. "Ah!" Falcon screamed like a pig being slaughtered, feeling as if a two-hundred-ton truck had hit him. His bones shattered, and his internal organs were in disarray. "Ugh, you!" Falcon tried to retaliate but ended up vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood. His body in tatters, he felt a force tearing his bones apart, and his face showed utter terror. With another thud, Theophilus delivered a decisive kick to Falcon, forcing his head to slam into the ground, pinned beneath Theophilus's foot. In just a blink of an eye, Falcon was defeated, losing his ability to fight. His muscular body was
Theophilus sneered, these foreigners were like wild grass on the road, always leaning toward the winning side, lacking any unyielding spirit. "Richard, take them all away. I'll give you one night to interrogate them. I want all the intel on Chris from the Latin Group." Theophilus said indifferently: "If they try any tricks, deal with them decisively." "Mr. Jake, I will handle this matter well." Richard said seriously. In no time, Richard had sent people to escort Falcon's entire team away from the East Port. Theophilus sat in a Land Rover and returned to the artificial island on the Elysian Echo River. As for dealing with Falcon's team, Theophilus had an appropriate plan in mind. It could be considered a countermeasure against the Latin Group. This team was a core strength in Chris's hands - the head of the Latin Group, who knew many secrets. If he could use them, it would certainly have a significant effect at a critical moment. That night, he rested for a day on the artificial i