Ethan was startled by what he saw on his phone, causing him to stand up abruptly. "What!! What is this?" he exclaimed, staring intently at his device. Grandpa Johnson, noticing Ethan's distress, walked towards him to inquire about the problem. As he peered over Ethan's shoulder, he too was taken aback by what he saw on the screen. Meanwhile, Alexander, who was in the vicinity, had a peculiar smile on his face. It was evident that he knew something that the others didn't. He then spoke up, "That's the consequence for provoking me. To get him back, you know what to do." His enigmatic tone hinted that he was involved in the situation somehow. Ethan's initial shock soon turned into anger as he processed the implications of what he saw. "You shit. Kill him," he roared furiously, directing his rage towards Alexander. As the gangsters closed in on Alexander, he acted quickly, saying "Hold on, before you do anything, you better call your boss and ask if Alexander is to be touched. Otherwise
In the dimly lit room, obscured by shadows, a figure stood motionless behind a towering chair. Dressed entirely in black, their face remained hidden, shrouded in mystery. It was impossible to discern whether this enigmatic presence was human or something altogether otherworldly. As if on cue, another figure entered the room, dropping to their knees in front of the high-backed chair. "Master," the newcomer whispered, their voice thick with trepidation. "There have been movements from the other side." The room was still and silent, save for the rhythmic breathing of the two men. Eventually, the master spoke, his voice resonating with a deep, guttural timbre. "How large?" "Nothing major, master," the kneeling man replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I have a feeling that something is about to occur." A low, thoughtful sound emanated from the master as he mulled over the information. Finally, he spoke again, his voice edged with a sense of purpose. "It seems that the time ha
Ethan's father, Daniel Blackwell, sat across from a cloaked man in a private room at a restaurant. At that moment, he received a phone call. After the call, he had a satisfied grin on his face and said, "It's done." The man seated across from him was attired in a somber black cloak, lending an air of mystery and intrigue to his appearance. The two men shared a moment of silent contemplation, each engrossed in their phones, before the man in black finally spoke up. "You should be aware that you do not possess the power to coerce or persuade me into accepting a job offer from you," he said, his voice low and measured. His tone carried an implicit warning, suggesting that any attempt to manipulate or deceive him would not be taken lightly. The man's eyes narrowed, hinting at a deeper intensity beneath his composed exterior. He seemed to be sizing up his interlocutor, weighing his words and evaluating his character. "I hope that you intend to honor your commitments and fulfill your pro
Currently, the White's Group had managed to stabilize their falling stock price, but they faced a new challenge as Alexander was injured and their ally Tom had been attacked. Arthur quickly rushed into Alexander's office and informed him that Tom couldn't come to their aid because he had also been attacked by the Forbes family and Russel simultaneously. "The Forbes family and Russel attacked us at the same time to avoid us reinforcing each other. Young master, Tom can't come over now, he's been attacked as well," Arthur explained, his tone urgent. Alexander's expression was serious as he responded, "What happened to Tom? Is he okay?" "I'm not sure, young master. But from what I heard, his stronghold was attacked and his home was attacked as well," Arthur answered. "No worries, just stick to the plan. The Forbes might be a powerful family, but I'm no pushover either. Their business is highly dependent on a rare raw material, and what they do not know is that their supply chain is vu
Tom, who was tied to a chair and bleeding from a gunshot wound, was facing Russel, who was seated in another chair. Alexander and Isabel had parked their car a distance away and were approaching Tom's location cautiously, when the sound of the gunshot had halted their advance. Russel, who was seated across from Tom, mocked him for his fall from grace. He spoke of how Tom was once a feared ruler of the underground world but had now become weak and submitted to the White's Group. "You know, I actually heard so many legends about you in the past, how you ruled the underground with an iron fist," Russel said with a sneer. "But now you've become so weak that anybody can deal with you. Your control is loose. And the most annoying part, you submitted to the White's Group." Tom grunted with pain but didn't let Russel's words go unchallenged. "How about you? Submitting to the Forbes family. What's the difference between me and you?" Russel laughed once more as his arrogant demeanor rose. "S
Russel, who had been kicked and severely injured, expressed his fear and pleaded for mercy from Alexander, who seemed to be unfazed by his threats. "I'm a member of the Forbes family, if you harm me, you'll pay," Russel said with fear. Alexander responded with laughter, claiming that the Forbes family would soon fall. "The Forbes family, don't worry, they'll join you soon enough, but before you go, it should be okay for you to know that they will fall. And when they do, their power and influence will crumble." Russel's anxiety escalated seeing Alexander not bothered, and he decided to offer Alexander money to save his own life. "How about I give you three million? That can make people stop seeing you as a live-in son-in-law. Is that enough for you to let me go?" Alexander chuckled and shook his head, then held out his hand and extended five fingers. "You, you want five million?" Russel asked, his voice trembling. "No, you're wrong, I want five billion," Alexander replied with a my
As night fell and the next day quickly rose, the public was largely unaffected by the news of Russel's death and the changes in the underground world. The Greece family's influence in the government allowed Alexander to maintain a sense of control, despite the shift in power. However, for the Forbes family, who were the ones behind Russel's activities, the situation was different. The Forbes family was based in the South of Fairview, and the situation had significant implications for them. In the living room of the Forbes family's mansion, a young man named Xavier sat on a sofa, scrolling through his phone. He was confident and focused, with an air of determination that seemed to radiate from him. Across from him sat Damien Forbes, the butler and advisor of the Forbes family. Despite his advanced age, Damien was sharp and astute, with a wealth of experience and knowledge. "Young master Xavier," said Damien, breaking the silence. "We have lost the foundation we built for the undergrou
"Because you need this money." Alexander spoke, then he stood up and walked behind them.He continued, "It's no secret that you both are in deep financial trouble. Your mining company owes a whopping six hundred and fifty million dollars, which is a huge sum of money, that is even after paying a significant amount. Even if the Forbes family continues to support you, it won't be enough to repay the entire debt. On top of that, neodymium mining is a difficult business, and prices tend to fluctuate. You're also overpriced compared to your competitors, so you're at a disadvantage."The two men were surprised by Alexander's knowledge of their financial situation, and one of them acknowledged it, "You seem to have done your homework."Alexander replied confidently, "Yes, I have. I like to stay in form." He smiled and continued, "And I know that if you fail to pay off your debt, you risk losing your mining company as well."The two men fell silent, but Alexander continued to explain the situa