"I just wanted to adjust my schedule with Mr. Jonsen and Mr. Bennard. By knowing their schedules I won't have any trouble organizing my own schedule, so I won't be confused anymore," Leo replied calmly. "You won't be able to get that schedule, we won't give it to you, Mr. Leo," Mr. Bennard's assistant said as he tried to break free from the bonds on his hands and feet. Although it was very futile. "Right, if you wanted to adjust your schedule with Mr. Jonsen, your assistant could have contacted me over the phone. There was no need to kidnap us like this," said Mr. Jonsen's assistant as if agreeing with Mr. Bennard's assistant's words. "Yes, you're right, but with my close relationship with Mr. Jonsen and Mr. Bennard, you shouldn't mind giving me their schedules," Leo said as he walked around the two men. "Just so you know, I also found out that Mr. Bennard also came to the club during the police ambush at the club the other day. I could have spread videos and photos of Mr. Bennard
"Mr. Jonsen, come on, maybe we should lower our doubts to Mr. Leo," Mr. Walter replied in a casual tone. Mr. Jonsen's sharp eyes moved to Mr. Walter. With that, the intimidating aura emitted very clearly through Mr. Jonsen's eyes made him flinch. "I need to doubt anyone who joins, let alone the enemy. Unless they are already assured of an existence in the mafia world," Mr. Jonsen replied. Catrina chuckled. "Mr. Jonsen, I feel you should lower your tension just a bit. After all, Mr. Leo has shown his seriousness in this development project," she replied. "Right," agreed Walson, the CEO of the Canadian company that was also an investor in Mr. Walter's project. "What else do you doubt, Mr. Jonsen? Mr. Leo has very strong business connections. This is very beneficial for all of us." Leo could not help but feel proud of himself after starting to gain the trust of the DID Cartel chairman. He felt like his plan had worked. There was secretly relief that he did not have to try v
"Hello, Mr. Joshua, there's a package waiting for you in the basement of the prosecutor's office," Leo said immediately without preamble. "Yes, I have seen this package from you Mr. Leo, what do you mean by sending it to me?" asked Mr. Joshua in a tone of surprise and confusion, "How did you do this to this person?" continued Mr. Joshua. "My men and I ambushed him at the hotel where he was about to play with women," Leo replied. "Really, crazy, you're very brave to do something like this, Mr. Leo," said Mr. Joshua. "Hahaha, right, let me do the crazy stuff, you just enjoy yourself Mr. Joshua," Leo said in a joking but serious tone. "I'm starting to admire the way you managed to bring Troy to me now, but try to explain in more detail how you managed to bring Troy here, isn't Mr. Jonsen's guard very tight?" said Mr. Joshua who seemed suspicious of Leo. "Of course I was assisted by the police, don't worry Mr. Joshua I'm not in any kind of relationship or cooperation with Mr.
By now, Leo, Bram and Hans were already in a hut next to the abandoned building on the outskirts of the city. The two people they had kidnapped were still unconscious and tied to a chair. Leo, who was impatient to interrogate the two men, asked Hans to wake them up by splashing water on their faces. Instantly the two men woke up from their stupor. Mr. Jonsen's personal assistant who first opened his eyes looked confused after seeing the rope wrapped around his body. Not only that, he became shocked after finding Leo standing in front of him crossing his arms over his chest. However, a moment later Mr. Jonsen's assistant laughed, as if laughing at Leo in front of him. "It was you who kidnapped me, Mr. Leo. What is the meaning of your actions?" asked Mr. Jonsen's assistant. "How does it feel to be tied up like that? You certainly didn't expect to be kidnapped like this, did you?" asked Leo while stretching his hand muscles. "Let's not mince words, what do you really want, Mr. L
After saying that, Leo immediately hung up the phone with Hans. Leo had a hunch that Mr. Ryann could work well with him. Being able to get proof of the VVIP room booking document was enough to show Mr. Ryann's good way of working. Shortly after putting his phone on the table, it suddenly lit up again and rang, showing Mr. Jonsen's name clearly. Leo immediately picked it up. "Hello? How are you Mr. Jonson?" Leo said in response to the phone call. "HAHAHA, of course fine, Leo. The ambush at the nightclub didn't even affect me at all," Mr. Jonson replied as if to implicitly insinuate Leo. "By the way, I also just heard about the nightclub raid from the television news a while ago, are you really alright Mr. Jonsen? "I heard that one of the parties involved in the case was Mr. Bennard, the CEO of an entertainment agency company who was also involved with drug dealing," said Leo who also joined in the act. "Yes, there's no reason for me not to be fine, Leo. That trivial matte
"I was there but I was just an invited guest, just having a drink, nothing to do with their case," said Mr. Jonsen who denied being involved in the case at the club. "Is it true what you say, Mr. Jonsen? But you must have suffered losses or gotten into trouble as a result of that incident. Because if you were invited to the club, there must have been a business partnership between you," said Leo who urged subtly. "So what, why do you suddenly care so much about me? Don't you just pretend to care about me," said Mr. Jonsen who began to be suspicious of the care shown by Leo. Hearing that, Leo immediately gave a statement as if hurt by Mr. Jonsen's words just now by saying. "What do you mean, Mr. Jonsen? I have absolutely no malice towards you. Shouldn't you already consider me as your protégé in the business world? Do you still not trust me?" Leo asked in a disappointed tone. "Hmm, I want to ask you something, what if you saw someone you started to trust but it turns out that he
Leo let out a small hiss and pretended to think even more. His index finger was now tapping his own temple. "I don't want to judge him badly either, Mr. Walter. But, when I spoke with Mr. Jonsen a few minutes ago, I felt that resentment. He didn't seem to accept my presence as a major investor," Leo retorted. Having said that, Leo lifted his face and straightened his gaze to match Mr. Walter's. While focusing his eyes on one point, he read the notification on the system screen. [WALTER ORLANDO] [FEELINGS: DISGUSTED (88%) ANNOYED (77%)] Leo secretly curved a lopsided smile reading Mr. Walter's current feeling prediction. "I know you might be annoyed with me because I might sound pretentious when I say this," Leo said, deliberately provoking Mr. Walter further. The look of astonishment on Mr. Walter's face instantly changed. His eyes were no longer squinting in confusion. [WALTER ORLANDO] [FEELINGS: DISGUSTED (70%) DISGUSTED (56%)] "Oh, I'm not ann
"But before that, I want to ask you something," said Mr. Holland. "What do you want to know from me, Mr. Holland?" asked Mr. Salex. "I would like to ask you about your VVIP lounge visitors, has anyone by the name of Jonsen or Blanco Scandla Piscasso ever been a guest of yours?" Mr. Holland asked. "Oh, wait a minute, it just so happens that I'm also checking the visitor records right now," replied Mr. Salex, accompanied by the sound of typing on the computer keyboard. "Ah, yes, there is one VVIP Piscasso guest who is recorded as visiting 3-4 times per month," continued Mr. Salex in a tone that sounded like he was reading the visitor record. "Which of your VVIP lounges did he visit, Mr. Salex?" asked Mr. Holland. "At the Night Blue Martini Lounge in Orlando. The place we visited after a round of golf two months ago." replied Mr. Salex. "Oh, in Orlando. But, are you sure it was Blanco Scandla Piscasso, Mr. Salex?" asked Mr. Holland for confirmation. "It only says Piscass