The elderly man said, his eyes fixed on Christian. Christian, on the other hand, was completely unfazed and simply stared back at him with a calm expression."I see…" The man muttered again, then closed his eyes."He may leave now. I've seen what I needed to see, there's nothing more," he added, causing a frown to appear on Alice's face."Father, I thought you wanted to watch his arts skills?" she questioned, a little anxious.But her father's cold demeanor and dismissive aura made her shudder and back away. "I don't need to repeat myself twice," he said coldly, then picked up the jade cup from the table, which held a hot tea inside. He placed the cup on his lips and took a sip of it."This is very good," he said, with a pleasant smile on his face.Alice stared at her father for a moment, understanding that he didn't want this matter to continue. With that, she turned towards Christian and flashed him an apologetic look."I'm sorry," she muttered, bowing her head in shame.Christian
Far away, in another country, a grand mansion stood on the outskirts of San Francisco. A burly man, his face marred by a long scar, sat majestically on his sofa, his eyes fixed on the news playing on the screen. In his left hand, he held a token that resembled a phoenix and a wyrm, its wings spread wide, as if about to take flight. There was a fierce aura surrounding the man, and he looked every bit as ruthless and powerful as the token he held behind him was a woman dressed in a tight leather jacket and shorts.The man's living room was opulent, decorated with ancient works of art and expensive antiques. The walls were covered in silk tapestries, and a large, ornate fireplace sat in the center of the room. In the corner, a grand piano sat, its ebony surface gleaming in the light. The whole room was full of luxurious comforts, and it was clear that the man who lived there was a person of great wealth and status. It was obvious that he came from an old, powerful martial arts family.
The day after the incident, the atmosphere at work was tense, and Stanley felt like he couldn't even breathe properly.The ride to the office was silent. Christian barely said a word, and Stanley felt like he wasn't even in the car.When they pulled up to the office, Christian got out of the car and headed towards his office.As soon as he got to his desk, he saw a pile of documents waiting for his signature and evaluation.He sighed heavily, knowing that it was going to be a long day.But just when he was about to get to work, Stanley walked in and informed him that there was a Board meeting being held."How come?" Christian frowned, as he hadn't heard of any meetings being scheduled for that day."It was supposed to be in your schedule this morning, but I mixed things up," Stanley said, his eyes downcast and his posture submissive.Christian let out a frustrated sigh, knowing there was nothing he could do to change the situation."I'm sure you've had a lot on your plate this week,"
The silence in the room was palpable as the board members considered what Christian had said. Finally, one of them nodded. "We're in agreement, then.""If there's nothing more to discuss, let's end things here. If you will excuse me," Christian said then got up.He turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, his phone started to vibrate. He took it out of his pocket and saw the name on the screen. He hesitated, then put the phone on silent and slipped it back into his pocket. With a nod to the board members, he left the room.As Christian walked out of the boardroom, Stanley followed close behind him, his face expressionless. When they reached Christian's office, he took out the documents he was going to sort through, but as he was about to start, he felt a buzz in his pocket."I thought I switched it off?" He muttered he pulled out his phone and saw that it was a text message. He frowned, not recognizing the number. When he opened the message, he saw that it was from Alice, as
Christian stood in silence for a moment as he considered his options. The bronze card wouldn't give him much time to explore, but the platinum card was far more expensive. He wanted to make sure he made the right choice.Finally, he said, "I'll take the platinum card." He pulled out his wallet and retrieved his black card, decorated with intricate golden patterns. He offered it to the woman, but she seemed frozen in place, as if unable to move.After a moment, she snapped out of her trance and reached for the card, a look of doubt flashing in her eyes. Was the card a fake? She glanced up at Christian, her expression unreadable. "You're sure about this?" she asked, her voice low.Christian gave her a reassuring smile. "Yes, I'm sure. It's worth the price."The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything more. She took the card from him and processed the payment, her movements slow and deliberate. 'What?' Her eyes widened in shock as the transaction of $2,000,000 succ
"I am sure of it," He muttered, still trying to remember where he had seen her before. Meanwhile the men in the hall all whistled at her dance moves and couldn't help but sihn in admiration and spray her money as she fluent her skills before them.Christian's thoughts were broken slightly by the waitress who served him the food he ordered and before he saw the meal the sweet aroma had already assaulted his brain. He looked down only to see the freshly cooked meal before him.Then beside it was the red wine he had ordered and a glass was placed beside it. The waitress without being told opened the bottle and poured the wine inside the glass and the strong scent of wine filled the air."This is good," Christian commented then picked the fork wrapped neatly beside the plate then duged it into the food. …"I hope you enjoy your meal sir," She bowed respectfully then left the place so as not to disturb the customer. Christian noted her behavior then turned towards the woman who was still
A hush fell over the hall after Christian's statement. The manager, who had been standing by the entrance, burst into laughter, as if he had just heard the most hilarious joke in the world. Christian simply stared at him, his expression calm and unreadable."Is this a joke?" the manager asked, still laughing. "Are you trying to make a fool of me?""No, I'm not," Christian said, his voice steady. "I'm quite serious."Raymond, who was standing next to Christian, shot him a look of disgust."Sir, permit me to send him out of here," Raymond said but the manger raised his right hand to shut him up. Seeing this Raymond couldn't help but step back in shame."You're serious?" the manager asked, finally regaining his composure. He looked around the hall, as if to gauge the reaction of the other guests. "You're really serious about this?""I am," Christian said, his expression still calm.The manager and the other guests in the hall stared at Christian, their expressions incredulous."Aigoo, th
'I am finished!' The manager felt his world crumbling before him and at the same time his legs gave way to the floor as his body trembled violently.The two guards watched him with a confused look on his face as up till now they haven't realized the situation that they are in. Williams, who knew what was going on, couldn't bring himself to say a word at this moment as he already knew his life was finished and all he could at this moment was to accept his punishment.He knew it wasn't going to be a light one."I guess you do recognize me now," Christian smirked but the mask on his face made it impossible for them to see it. He slowly leaned forward then said with a frown on his face."You know what made me more curious about all these dramas is how you solved the case. Why don't you tell me the reason why you sent a man from the 'slum' out like that?" Christian asked with a cold expression on his face.Williams didn't know what to say and all he could do was close his eyes in shame as