"Of course. You'll have to work hard to get to where I am, Leo," Mr. Holland said, raising his eyebrows. Suddenly, the laughter of Leo and the others in the living room could be heard. Leo shook his head, then looked at the information about Mr. Jonsen displayed on the LED screen. "So, all this time people only knew Mr. Jonsen as the CEO of a legal company. They don't know that Mr. Jonsen is also a mobster because he hides behind a pseudonym," Leo said, summing up the discussion. Mr. Holland snapped his fingers as he nodded his head confidently. "That's right. That's why his crimes are hard to detect. The information I've obtained is the result of my own notes, it's possible that only certain people in the mafia world know that information," Mr. Holland said. "Has he really never been detected committing a crime at all? Hasn't there been a single time in all these years that his identity as a mobster has been leaked to the public?" "Even though he was almost implicat
"But before I show you the evidence, can you handle this case professionally? I don't want Ghenna to get a lawyer who doesn't even believe her and doubts her testimony," Leo continued, questioning Mr. Sergio's ability to handle the case. "Let alone the rape of the CEO of an entertainment agency, I've even handled cases of illegal arms smuggling and human trafficking where the perpetrators had connections all the way up to the country's top brass," Mr. Sergio said rather smugly. Leo's eyebrows rose automatically. He honestly asked that on purpose to test how Mr. Sergio would react. "The backing was no joke and I managed to win the case hands down. Isn't that enough to give you confidence in me, Mr. Leo?" said Mr. Sergio as if he was showing how great he was. "I hope you'll be just as great when handling Ghenna's case, Mr. Sergio," Leo said. "What exactly happened, and who is this Ghenna lady?" asked Mr. Sergio. "Ghenna is ostensibly a trainee of an entertainment agency tha
"Really? They weren't in the meeting, how could they disappear?" responded Leo, pretending to be surprised. "I don't know either, Leo, maybe there are people who hate me and bother me by proposing something to my assistant," said Mr. Jonsen who sounded sarcastic to Leo. Leo who heard that acted as if he didn't know anything about his assistant. "Well, if that's true then you should also be careful of the person who hates you, Mr. Jonsen," Leo said in a calm tone. "No need to keep pretending, Leo, this must be your doing, right? You did something to my assistant, didn't you?" asked Mr. Jonsen, blatantly accusing Leo. "Why are you accusing me? Try asking your assistant first, did I really do it?" said Leo. "Unfortunately, my assistant has other reasons, giving an alibi that I certainly don't believe. I'm sure someone did something to my assistant," Mr. Jonsen said with a bit of emotion. "You shouldn't be so quick to prejudge someone like that, Mr. Jonsen. It's possible th
"Even though he was almost implicated in crimes several times, he easily escaped the police," Mr. Holland said. "Mr. Jonsen also controls many media companies, because the bigwigs of those companies also deal with him and make huge profits. If their transaction contracts fail, then the bigwigs of those companies will suffer huge losses." Leo's gaze, which turned astonished and curious, immediately shifted to Mr. Holland. "Several times dragged in? What crimes have his name been implicated in?" Leo asked. "Illegal alcohol smuggling. It happened six years ago. He put alcohol containing methanol-a dangerous alcohol substance-into bottles of alcohol with normal content. It was a year when many methanol alcohol victims were scattered, they suffered retinal damage and many hospitals experienced a surge in treatment for methanol alcohol victims. "That's why the distribution of alcohol containing methanol is strictly prohibited. The police investigated the various parties involved
"Then?" asked Leo as he raised both eyebrows. He was increasingly deliberately pretending to give a look of dislike. "I don't think it's appropriate for you to say that to someone who has contributed. You know it's not an easy thing to negotiate with Mr. Pablo so that he-" "What did you do with Mr. Pablo before negotiating with Mr. Walter?" interrupted Mr. Jonsen. Leo stopped speaking and froze for a few seconds. He noticed the sharp and fierce gaze emitted from Mr. Jonsen's eyes. There was ambition in those eyes as well-the ambition to push Leo into admitting how his strategy was. "I didn't do anything, I already answered your question in the room," Leo retorted. "I'm not like you who might bribe some investors or fellow business partners before formal negotiations, to get them to give you money." Mr. Jonsen frowned. Instantly his jaw hardened and the look in his eyes became even angrier. "Don't just talk! I have very good negotiation skills, no one, not even you who ma
"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 room. "Why won't they tell us who they are, Bram?" Leo asked. "I don't understand, Mr. Leo. Maybe it was to get you to meet him, but he should have made an appointment first." "Either he's so desperate, or he's someone from the conglomerate that the rules don't apply to him," replied a guessing Leo. The elevator opened. They rushed to the VIP
"What did he say?! How could he ask you to be his family's son-in-law-" "Dad, stop, speak slowly," said Leo who was forced to interrupt Mr. Holland. His face was panicked as he looked around. Mr. Holland paused for a moment, then let out an exasperated breath. For a moment Mr. Holland closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking very seriously. "Wait, I need time to think. Why is he like that?" asked Mr. Holland. Leo grimaced. His guess was right that Mr. Holland would be very annoyed at his words. "He should have realized what he had done to you. After years of tormenting and humiliating you, now he wants to make you his son-in-law again?" Mr. Holland asked. What Mr. Holland said was something Leo was thinking. The two of them must have had the same thoughts. "I'm confused too, Mr. Holland. I didn't expect that he would say something like that. When he asked me to talk, I already said that I wouldn't accept any talk beyond the topic of the Grand Ocean construction."
"That's right. The investors agreed to build the Araizona home resort because the land was very strategic. The investors are eyeing a huge profit for them." Unbeknownst to Mr. Walter and the five men around him, Leo was walking with a tray in hand. Leo was disguised as a club waiter. With a very sharp and wary look at Mr. Walter, Leo approached the VVIP table. "Excuse me, these are your drink orders," Leo said in greeting. The gazes of Mr. Walter and the five foreign men on the VVIP sofa instantly shifted to Leo. They seemed to invite Leo to put down a few shots and two bottles of alcohol. "Are there any orders you'd like to add?" Leo asked. Mr. Walter immediately shook his head. "There's no need. You can leave now," Mr. Walter replied. Leo glanced at Hans who was on the top floor-the floor where the club's electrical connections were located. Hans had deliberately disguised himself as an electrician. Where he was, Hans gave a thumbs up as a code that everything was fine. Fi
"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