From the beginning until now, James had not uttered a single word. “Rollo, hurry up and call the bodyguard team down!” exclaimed Dimom in a firm voice, without showing much fear.Tornado Corp had dared to expand its business so arrogantly in this city. Of course, they had prepared themselves. It had been a long time since they had brought in a fierce assassination team. All the members of that team were killed in the era of Latin American drug lords, generations of ruthless killers.Was it possible that James could be beaten again? Did he still want to protect his wife?Rollo had just picked up his phone to make a call when James, with incredible speed, was already moving forward. He slammed into Dimom's face, making blood rush and the bone around his eye crack.“Ah!” Dimom fell onto the sofa, screaming in pain. His face was full of burning anger.“You dare hit me?” Dimom shouted in a strangled voice.James then hit Dimom with a hard kick, hitting Dimom's fat face until he vomited bl
“Did you hear that? Don't come any closer!” Alex shouted frantically to his men, he was getting scared and didn't dare to move.James gave Alex a sharp look. “When did you start working for Tornado Corp? Are you willing to sacrifice your dignity for money?” he asked, his voice low and full of anger.Alex tried to stay strong despite the fear clearly visible on his face. “James, don't play games! If you kill me, you won't get out of here alive either!” threatened Alex, though his tone sounded more like a plea.James smiled sarcastically. “I can't get out of here? We'll see,” he said as he slammed his knee into Alex's stomach, making Alex spit out blood. Alex's body was shaking violently, his face turning pale.Despite the pain, Alex still tried to maintain his dignity. “Don't be arrogant, James! This place is full of my men. Let me go, and I'll talk to Boss Dimom to give you a chance. Otherwise, you'll have nowhere to run today!” Alex shouted with all the courage he had left.However,
"If you dare to spout more nonsense, I'll kill you!" David said cruelly. "You don't even know if you want to live or die, and Mr. James still has so many questions for you. Do you think Tornado Corp is worth more than your life?" Dimom's face twitched, and his head began to spin. Without hesitation, David threw two punches at Dimom's face. Dimom, now struck, was terrified, completely overwhelmed by David’s menacing aura. David seemed like a madman, relentless in destroying his enemies. "If you don’t want to die, bow to Mr. James right now, then stay quiet and answer his questions obediently. If not, everyone here will be killed!" Shogun said coldly, making Dimom tremble in fear. "This..." The three men exchanged looks before glancing at James in terror and quickly bowing their heads. Initially, they thought James was just an incompetent son-in-law. But to their shock, they realized Shogun was actually James' subordinate, and he had taken down all of Rollo's bodyguards? It was un
After hearing Shogun's report, James hung up the phone and headed straight to the exhibition hall, then took the elevator up. According to Shogun’s report from the previous night, based on what Dimom had said about their situation, the true leader of Tornado Corp had never appeared. Even as the Deputy Director of Tornado Corp, Dimom only knew the president who handled day-to-day business and the professional managers hired by the company. However, they didn’t know who the real boss was. This piqued James’s interest slightly. After receiving Shogun’s report, James ordered him to take the team to the docks and blow up Tornado Corp’s warehouse, with the goal of forcing the hidden figures to reveal themselves. As the elevator arrived at the 38th floor, the doors opened slowly. The exhibition hall on this floor was filled with middle-aged men and women in luxurious attire, coming and going. Red carpets lined the floor, and the room was decorated elegantly. Long tables were adorned wit
"Sheva, there's no need to talk to him," James said calmly, refusing to engage with Ethan. Ethan overheard the remark and immediately felt insulted. "Who the hell are you? I'm talking to Sheva. What gives you the right to butt in?" Ethan snapped, his voice filled with anger. Maria gave a nervous smile, trying to ease the tension. "Apologies, Mr. Ethan. He's just an assistant." "An assistant daring to speak out of turn?" Ethan sneered. "He should be fired on the spot." Maria tried to pacify the situation. "Mr. Ethan, our company holds you in high regard. If you have any requests, please feel free to express them." Ethan scoffed. "Fine, for Director Sheva’s sake, I won't make things too difficult. But I do have a few simple conditions." With an arrogant tone, Ethan continued, "During the seven days of the promotional shoot, I’ll need a 24-hour security team, reporters, and luxury transportation. I also demand to stay in the best hotel in town, and everything should be top-notch.
"I don’t know. Maybe James and Carlo have something going on,” said Sheva in a flat tone. “Hey, Sheva, let me tell you something. Don’t let James take advantage like this. Carlo is like the God of Fortune! You have to make the most of it,” Maria said in frustration, as if regretting Sheva’s lack of assertiveness. Sheva simply shook her head, not interested in responding. She knew James and Carlo had been friends for a long time. In fact, the last time she told her parents that it was James who introduced her to Ocean Corp, they didn’t believe her. Under Carlo's guidance, James arrived at the luxurious office and sat in the boss’s chair without hesitation. Ethan, who had followed Carlo from the beginning, watched nervously. “James, don’t you know the rules? Isn’t Mr. Carlo supposed to sit there? Why are you sitting in the boss’s chair like it’s yours?” Ethan scolded James angrily. In Ethan’s eyes, James had crossed the line. To him, James’s status and behavior were clearly not on
"How foolish! This time, the project is the construction of a massive commercial plaza in Xo City, far larger than the previous one. Carlo didn’t have enough money last time. Can he compete with Tornado Corp this time?" The meeting room buzzed with discussions. Carlo's face was grim as he sank into his thoughts. The recent incident had caused a major stir in the business community, making him the subject of gossip—a heavy blow to the reputation of Ocean Real Estate Corp. Now, even insignificant figures dared to mock Carlo, eager to gain favor with Tornado Corp. "Mr. James, I failed to handle the issue last time. It was a great embarrassment for the company," Carlo said, bowing his head, his face flushed with shame. After all, Ocean Real Estate Corp was James's asset—Carlo was merely managing it. The company's damaged reputation weighed heavily on him, leaving him burdened with guilt. James remained calm and patted Carlo's shoulder. "Don’t dwell on the past. Focus on the opportuni
"Are you kidding, Miss Leen? We respect Tornado Corp, but you’re asking us to turn down a profitable deal and wait for your plan? That makes no sense," one of the businessmen on the floor said firmly. "Miss Leen, what you're saying is absurd. We have no reason or obligation to delay this just to wait for you," added another. The crowd began to voice their frustrations, growing tired of what they saw as Leen’s excessive demands. "Do you really expect us to sell off our investment projects and keep our major investors waiting just because you promise to bring something better? This feels like a joke! Is Tornado Corp the only one capable of developing large projects?" another businessman sneered. Leen's frustration started to show. Seeing the situation spiral out of control, she spoke coldly. "Everyone, I suggest you don't challenge Tornado Corp! If you do, things will not end well for you. If you dare sign a contract with Ocean Real Estate Corp, you’ll regret it." "What do you mean