"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
"If you don't believe me, I have evidence of my recorded conversation with one of the policemen," Ghenna said, taking out the cell phone in her pocket while wiping her tears. "Just listen to how a policeman belittled me," Ghenna continued as she pressed play on the recording. The recording of Ghenna's conversation with a policeman then filled the entire room as Ghenna deliberately turned up the volume to the maximum. "Excuse me sir, I would like to report the rape committed by my boss." Ghenna's voice was the first to be heard on the recording. "What rape? What evidence do you have?" asked a man suspected to be a policeman. "I have the video of the rape, sir. If necessary, I am also ready for a post mortem so that the lab results can be used as evidence of my rape," Ghenna said in a weak voice. "Was it really rape? Are you sure it wasn't a consensual act? Most women report rape but when it happens, they stay silent as if they are enjoying it. If you enjoyed it too then i
"Reporting to the police is useless, they always side with the people in power, who have a lot of money and don't care about victims like me, Mr. Joshua," Ghenna replied, suppressing her words. Mr. Joshua was somewhat taken aback after hearing Ghenna's words. Moreover, the look in Ghenna's eyes that radiated fear also began to imply sharpness. "I don't know why you just so you know, I've also escaped several times, but those people managed to easily track my whereabouts. And when I came back I got even harsher treatment from them," Ghenna replied, almost in tears. "Whenever I fought back, they always threatened that my scandalous videos would be shared with the media. I was just afraid of hurting my parents if they found out and saw those videos..." "So, I could only pretend to drink the drink and quietly spit it out without the boss knowing," continued an emotional Ghenna and burst into tears. "I'm not sure the police would help you and refuse to cooperate. Many policemen
"I can't let Mr. Walter get the land," Leo muttered. After successfully finding where Mr. Walter was located, Leo immediately flicked the system screen. So that the shadow of the system screen disappeared instantly. Leo looked at Bram and Hans who looked confused. "Come on, I know where Mr. Walter is!" Leo said then. Despite looking clueless, Bram and Hans just walked after Leo. They slipped between the visitors on the dance floor. Despite looking clueless, Bram and Hans simply walked after Leo. They slipped in between the patrons of the dance floor. Leo walked very fast so that he could quickly come to the VVIP floor. In the middle of his steps, his pair of eyes accidentally looked at the bar maids passing by. Leo immediately thought of an idea. His steps stopped abruptly, making Bram and Hans stop their steps as well. "Bram, Hans, will you execute a plan for me?" Leo asked Bram and Hans. *** "This plan to build a culinary branch will certainly provide a large pr
"I'm not sure they'll be approachable," Bram replied, also wearing a worried expression. "The most important thing is that we defend that land, Bram. We can't let the investors of the Araizona Center Land Residential Property development project fail," Leo tried to reassure. Bram did not answer. But from his expression, he seemed to want to carry out Leo's plan. "If we fail to get the land and the investors have already given us 50 million dollars, the investors won't trust us. Araizona Group Company's reputation will suffer," Leo said, looking at the LED screen seriously. The whole room fell silent. They didn't dare agree, nor did they dare argue. Doubt engulfed them all. Because what they were dealing with now was the DID Cartel-a huge and unbeatable narcotics business network. Mr. Holland was worried about how Leo could survive against the DID Cartel. This was the first time for Leo to face such fierce business competition. "Leo, how can you fight them?" Mr. Holland asked.
"I think Mr. Walter would have spread it instead of exposing that the alcohol contained methanol," said Leo who was thinking seriously. "There was a case where a mafia gang was smuggling illegal narcotics, but they wrapped it in a different package," Hans said. Leo looked at Hans with both eyebrows furrowed. Out of curiosity, Leo's sitting position spontaneously leaned towards Hans. "Has there ever been a case like that? And how did they end up?" Leo asked. "Their actions were not uncovered for many years, but one of the members turned out to be an undercover private detective team. The private detective team cooperated with police detectives and many parties-I honestly don't know them by heart. So their actions were uncovered after six years," Hans replied. "They needed to wait six years undercover to be exposed?" "No, two years. Six years is the time they did the business," Hans replied. Leo let out a long sigh. "Ah, I must dissuade Mr. Walter before he has t
didn't expect to meet the heir of Araizona Group Company. I'm Mr. Pedro, Director of Araizona Group. I'm very happy to welcome you." Leo arched a warm smile in reply to Mr. Pedro's words. "Thank you, Mr. Pedro," Leo said. Before Leo could say anything else, Bram suddenly approached him. Bram whispered something very serious to Leo. "Mr. Leo, someone is waiting to see you in the VIP room." Leo's eyebrows furrowed at Bram's words. Leo briefly looked at Bram as if asking who was coming, then Bram replied by shaking his head. "That person asked not to mention his name in front of you," Bram explained. "Should I come there now?" asked Leo. "They seem urgent to talk to you." Leo finally looked at Mr. Pedro and the staff. "I really appreciate your hospitality. Sorry, I have to meet someone who wants to talk to me now. It's an urgent situation," Leo excused himself. It wasn't long before Leo stepped out again with Bram. Followed by two bodyguards who led them to the VIP
With an expression that could no longer hide his nervousness, Zaves laughed sarcastically. Zaves looked even more irritated at Leo. "Ah, damn it. You suddenly came up to me and pointed that recording gun so you could corner me, just to ask about that bastard?" Zaves said in a grumbling tone. Leo suddenly frowned when he saw Zaves' reaction. "That bastard?" Leo quoted Zaves' nickname for Mr. Jonsen. "That's right. The bastard who's been scamming people and saying he'll distribute the best alcohol-when it's brand counterfeiting?" Leo couldn't help but laugh mockingly. Somehow hearing Zaves' words gave him goosebumps. "Oh my. You say that as if you're different from him. You're the same," Leo retorted, his tone implying irritation. Zaves immediately protested, "How can I be just like him? He killed many people with his fraudulent acts-" "Can't your fraudulent act of cheating voting data kill people? If you don't become a leader who makes wise policies, then it's th
'Damn, Mr. Jonsen is quite dangerous with his very strong instincts,' Leo thought with some annoyance. Mr. Jonsen, on the other hand, raised both eyebrows with a suspicious glance. There was an arch of a smile that implied he was satisfied with being able to corner Leo. "I don't know what people like you usually do before negotiating with a third party?" Leo asked. Instantly Mr. Jonsen's faint smile faded. "Oh, or rather, what you do before negotiating with anyone. If you mean, I negotiated with Mr. Pablo personally before the negotiation meeting with Mr. Walter like you did, I didn't do that." Mr. Jonsen immediately frowned sharply and felt offended at Leo's remark. He spontaneously straightened his sitting position and looked at him with a threatening gaze. "I don't understand why you say that," Mr. Jonsen said. "I don't do things like that. Are you doubting my negotiation skills?" "Oh, of course not. The one who just underestimated me is you, Mr. Jonsen. You und
Mr. Walter was a little taken aback by Leo's words. But a few seconds later, he laughed awkwardly. "No way. How can you think he hates you?" asked Mr. Walter. 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 inst
On the way, Leo deliberately contacted Bram via video call. Shortly after the video call was picked up by Bram, he watched as the camera panned to Mr. Jonsen who was gathered on the VIP sofa with three other men. Not just the three other men. But also the LCs who accompanied them. All the women on the couch, for some reason, looked like they were very drunk. "Wait, didn't Mr. Jonsen just arrive a few minutes ago?" Leo asked. Hans also took a quick glance at Leo's phone screen. Curiosity was evident on his face, wanting to know what had happened to Mr. Jonsen. "Don't you think it's strange that these women were already very drunk when Mr. Jonsen arrived just a few minutes ago?" Leo asked again. Hans nodded his head. "Yes, it should be. Did they use a very high dose of alcohol, or were the women given something before Mr. Jonsen arrived?" Leo looked very thoughtful after Hans said that. He suddenly felt very curious and wanted to know what was the reason. On the other h