Theophilus followed Isidore into the exclusive elevator, rising to the opulent grand hall on the twelfth floor. The twelfth floor was the meeting room of the Mid Hotel, a space adorned with a grandeur reminiscent of a gilded palace. Rarely materials had been used in construction. Even the walls were encrusted with gold and gemstones. At that moment, an entourage of serious-faced security personnel stood along the corridor. On seeing Isidore approach, they bowed reverently. Dulcie trailed behind, her face filled with curiosity. She found this show of force impressive and regal, as though they were an influential figure's domain. This sense of grandeur was indeed overwhelming. She wondered who Theophilus's friend could be and how extensive his influence in Radiant Harbor was. Owning the Mid Hotel in Radiant Harbor was a lofty achievement, and even with just money, it wasn't guaranteed one could secure a place there. “Mr. Jake!” After walking the length of the long corridor, they e
"Indeed, Mr. Jake, for the past few months within the high society of Radiant Harbor, clan forces from all quarters have been plaguing me, seeking to wave the white flag of truce." Vincent recounted earnestly: "The Panchak, Walker, James households, along with the major powers in Radiant Harbor, even the grand figures of large corporations here are all vying to invite you to the negotiation table, to discuss partnerships with you." Ever since Theophilus arrived in Radiant Harbor and the peaceful settling of the Lee family, his fame has echoed across all of Empyria. He's refrained from showing himself since, maintaining an air of mystery on the outside. Power structures from all corners are vying to establish relations with the Alexander household, specifically with Wolfgang Alexander of Radiant Harbor. Tales about him have been spun into such grandiose legends that he's on the verge of becoming a mythological figure. Even without Wolfgang Alexander in Radiant Harbor, Radiant Harbor s
She had previously discussed this matter with Feliciano in Elysian Echo, promptly transferring two million to Feliciano's company account and signing a contract. It was just a routine business deal. She had shelled out a substantial sum, and Feliciano had benefitted from it - so who gained from whom? "Ha, boasting so grandly, are we?" Feliciano retorted, utterly unimpressed by Dulcie's conduct: "A person who owns only a tiny gemstone company should know her place and stay humble in my presence." "Don't tell me you're overly reliant on that ragged husband of yours, acting like a hunting dog for others, thinking that knowing Director Tremblay is a big accomplishment?" "I'll have you know that you're far from adept in this gemstone industry. If you want to succeed in Elysian Echo, you won't get anywhere without my approval." Feliciano asserted arrogantly: "Moreover, what use does it serve you to attend this gemstone gala? Just one word from Yuki would render you incapable of negotiati
"What's this about? How is this parasite acquainted with Mr. John?" Feliciano queried, his face distorted with displeasure, surprised by the continuous embarrassing incidents caused by this ineffective son-in-law. He indeed wondered about his capabilities, from whence such connections emerged. "Jake's failure." Yuki grimaced: "Indeed, he has a charmed life. He is merely a cur relying on proximity." His face was gloomy and cold, and he said bitterly: "It must be because of Isidore. This worthless individual used Isidore's connections to meet John." Initially, he had meticulously planned to take revenge on Theophilus today, but John's intervention had thwarted his plans, leaving him belittled in front of many, a hard pill to swallow. Repeatedly shamed by this useless individual in front of many people, Yuki even contemplated murder. "Young master Panchak, is it that... we can't do anything about him?" Feliciano hesitated, starting to question Yuki's capabilities. If Yuki couldn't
"Young Master Panchak, I will do as you wish. I will sever ties with Theophilus and Dulcie immediately, and if you don't allow them to do business, I will inform all the gemstone companies in Radiant Harbor to block their paths." John lowered his head further. After weighing his options, he chose to bow to Benedict. "Ha ha ha!" Benedict laughed triumphantly: "Old man, you indeed know your place. Now kneel in a corner. You may stand up only when I permit it." "John, we had just finalized our cooperation, and you're changing your decision already? This seems like a joke." Dulcie's face darkened. She felt that Young Master Panchak was suppressing others. His behavior was utterly outrageous! "Furthermore, what does our cooperation have to do with you? I don't even know you." Dulcie glared at Benedict, her face marked with anger. "Ah, Miss Dulcie, it's not an issue if you don't know me, but now you do." Benedict smirked, his gaze mocking: "If you want to expand your gemstone business in
Theophilus shook his head. Benedict was still oozing confidently, believing himself to be the ultimate power, wielding absolute strength. With a loose grip, Theophilus allowed Benedict to fall to the ground with a thud, then casually dusted off his hands. "Well, you finally know fear, don't you?" Benedict's face dropped: "Releasing me will do you no good. Kneel. Amuse me, and I might spare your life." Theophilus laughed, glanced at Hades, and said: "Shut him up." Hades stepped forward, his towering figure pressuring Benedict, who, in his increasing apprehension, asked: "What are you planning to do?" "Silence!" Hades slapped Benedict across the face and clutched his throat tightly, lifting him into the air. Benedict trembled incessantly. "I...I, stop this madness. I, I'm the second son of the Panchak family!" Benedict stuttered in terror. His neck gripped so tightly he was on the brink of suffocation. He could feel it. This foreign man named Hades was an emotionless machine, app
Elsewhere, Theophilus and Dulcie left the Metal building, with Hades at the wheel on the bustling road, preparing to return to the Mid hotel. "Theophilus, that Benedict we encountered today seems to have quite the lineage. Even Guild Master John of the gemstone guild feared him so much. The way you confronted him, could it bring trouble?" From the back seat, Dulcie's voice tinged with worry. It was her first encounter with such a high-handed person, slapping people at will, demanding them to kneel to converse. He was every bit a feudal prince. However, the rumors about the Panchak family of Radiant Harbor, the most influential in Empyria, supported the notion that Benedict's standing was not inferior to that of an ancient prince. What repercussions might Theophilus' blatant disregard for Benedict's pride bring? "It's alright, Dulcie, don't worry about me. He's nothing more than a jester." Theophilus calmly responded: "And Dulcie, our trip to the gemstone convention in Radiant Harb
Isidore turned to Theophilus, inquiring respectfully: "Mr. Jake, how should we handle this Isidore matter?" Theophilus seemed rather intrigued, replying: "Let's head over to Metal City now and meet this Drake." "Understood." Isidore nodded. Within moments, Isidore coordinated with his associates at the Mid hotel, rallying a procession of black Bentley cars heading towards the Metal district. Theophilus left Dulcie to rest in the room, taking only Hades to the Metal district. Twenty minutes later. Metal district, Metal City. Inside the lavish banquet hall on the twenty-sixth floor of the Panchak household's hotel, the table was filled with spectacular delicacies, pleasing to the eyes and tantalizing to the senses. It was a feast fit for royalty, with two cups of tea on the side. A middle-aged man in a red antique suit sat upright at the head of the table, holding an exquisitely carved jade pipe in his hand. Beside him stood a subordinate, bending over to help light the premium t