"It's most unfortunate that Miss Atelier committed such a grievous crime of making a counterfeit," he announced. "It dishonors Napoleon's legacy greatly and is a serious offense to the Blackwell dynasty."While he spoke the words, he pawed at the velvet box and pocketed it. 'I did it!' Robbie thought. 'The market price for this ring is about one hundred fifty million. However, I could sell it on the black market for one billion dollars!"Burly guards from around the hall converged on Carol and her family. Alexander's fury was about to smite them.Loud footsteps echoed as someone came running down the staircase. In a few seconds, the Head Butler, Rollo, appeared. "Mr. Blackwell.." he addressed Alexander. "You have an important call.""Who is it?" The old man asked. "Can't you see we are in the middle of something? Tell them to wait!""But sir…" Rollo mumbled anxiously, holding up the phone. He approached Alexander, stooped, and whispered a few words in his ear. The old man's eyes wi
"I… I need more time…" Carol said, balling her fists. There was little she could do at this point. What difference would her efforts make if the Triumvirate of Springfield didn't want the Blackwells in the ambitious Rapids Project? Alexander Blackwell had made an unrealistic demand in the first place, and Carol was an idiot to accept the challenge. Was his ultimate wish to eradicate the Atelier family? Was she a mere source of entertainment for them?If Alexander wanted, he could make them disappear with a snap of his fingers. Nobody would come to her defense.Tears welled up in Carol's eyes, but she fought them back. She didn't want to give Dorothy the satisfaction of having broken her."So… Do you finally admit you are worthless?" Dorothy posed with a sneer. "Did you really think you could waltz into the Blackwell family with a pretty face, and we would hand out freebies? Pedestrians like you make me sick!"The old woman turned to her husband. "Alex, she has confessed her failure.
Once Alexander and Carol were seated comfortably, the old man lit his tobacco pipe and eyed the young woman with intrigue. She had single-handedly created a massive opportunity for the Blackwell Conglomerate to grow."I hope you will forgive my wife for her rudeness," Alexander said, letting out a cloud of smoke. "She has been like that since we first met. Dorothy is the devil, but she keeps my senses sharp."Carol shook her head. "She was right to defend the Blackwell family from counterfeits and pretenders. Perhaps your dynasty has been going strong because of her interventions."Alexander chuckled at her words. The young woman was graceful and humble even after the humiliation and danger she faced in his household."Very well! I have reached a decision. As it stands, C&A, the company you were running, is a subsidiary of the Blackwell Conglomerate. I will pass an order for restructuring the framework, absorbing C&A into the main company. You will be one of the five Vice-Presidents o
Victor emerged from the brambles of a lush hill forest and stopped at the edge of a precipitous cliff. A thousand feet drop separated him from the massive Dusanis lake that spread all the way to the horizon. At the center of the crystal-clear water body was a small island shrouded in fog and mist. Victor took off his camouflage jacket to reveal a high-tech fabric swimsuit. The usual clothes he wore in public were often designed to hide his superhuman body. However, in a swimsuit, Victor's actual shape was revealed.The young man was as athletic as an Olympic sprinter, as muscular as a marine, and as flexible as a gymnast. However, his true capabilities were far more advanced. Every inch of him looked foundry-crafted and almost picture-perfect, like the Vitruvian man. A bystander would see him as a mythical Greek god.Victor's senses picked up someone approaching, but he did not react. A slender figure in camouflage emerged from the bushes a few seconds later, right behind him. Vict
Kai looked scandalized. Was Victor making a joke? The boy was trained to swim long distances, but the present situation before him was impossible to overcome."Sir… The island is at least a mile across. It's impossible to swim over."Victor turned towards him. "Do you have a better idea? Remember, fear is the gorge that divides the possible from the impossible."Kai's expression hardened. "Alright, sir. Let's go. We should use parachutes to reach the water's surface, right? I'll retrieve a couple from my backpack. We are at least twelve hundred feet above the lake. Therefore, obviously, we cannot dive down to the lake; hitting the water surface directly would cause instant death."Victor shook his head. "You can take the parachute, Kai. I'll wait for you down there."As soon as he was done speaking, and to Kai's astonishment, Victor leaped off the precipice's edge headfirst. The boy watched in shock as he hit the lake's surface like a missile and disappeared into the water.Kai quickly
"I have no idea," Gary replied. "He just disappeared off the face of the earth one day. Last time he was seen having coffee with Rose Atelier."Courtney raised an eyebrow. "Do you think she made him vanish?"The middle-aged man shook his head. "I don't think so. Rose is a harmless woman, incapable of protecting herself. Forget about hurting others or attacking a Blackwell family member."The beauty nodded. "Alright. Keep looking for clues.""I will. About Carol… what do you want to do?"Courtney's lips twitched into a sinister smile. "Her brother, Josh, joined the Black Dragon gang, right? Butter him up and make him lose truckloads of money to the Black Dragon lieutenant, Thorn."Gary scratched his head. "What will that achieve?""Thorn is a greedy fellow. All he knows is money and how to extort it. If Josh owes him cash and cannot pay, Thorn will kill the brat."The middle-aged man's eyes widened. "Kill an Atelier? Wouldn't that upset your grandfather? He appears to be favoring the g
"How could you do this to me?!" Carol raged at her brother. "How clueless are you to lose the nine-gems royal gown! It was a precious gift!" The beauty couldn't believe that her brother had betrayed her yet again. "Do you know how much its market price is now? Five million dollars! And you pawned it away for three million? What if the owner wants it back?"Josh had brazenly entered Carol's office as if he owned the place. In a very casual tone, he had declared how he gambled away the nine-gems royal gown and took an additional loan of two million. Finally, and quite shamelessly, he had asked Carol to fish out the loan amount."Why would someone take a present back?" Josh asked stubbornly. "You don't owe them anything!""I don't know, Josh!" her sister replied with annoyance. "A celebrity artist designed the royal gown! Angela Kaufmann! She still owns the item! What if she wants it back? How will I pay her the market price of ten million? And tell me, little brother, to whom did you l
Carol's heart skipped. She had expected Courtney to diffuse the situation using her influence, but that plan failed miserably. "I see. Listen… I can arrange around half a million. Could you please loan me the remaining one and a half million dollars? I will return the amount as soon as I can."Courtney sounded apologetic. "Carol… Sweetie… What is one and a half mil between friends? I can even give you twenty million dollars!"Carol sighed in relief. "Really? That would be a great help-""However, all my money is tied up in investments," Courtney cut her off. "It will take me at least three days to arrange the amount. Can you wait till then?"Tears welled up in Carol's eyes. "I need the money by this evening… God! I don't know what to do…""Hmm… Let me think," Courtney replied thoughtfully. "There's a private bank in North Springfield called the Bank of Talmuth. They give out high-value informal loans to billionaires. Why don't you make an application there?""Oh, that sounds great!"