Zero to the Greatest and Richest

Chapter 89

I smiled, recalling my past life, where I wasn't recognized for my business acumen but for my mastery in the art of war. As a marshal during World War III, I excelled in neutralizing and controlling enemy movements.

"Can you send me all the data about Bolton’s from our intelligence to my fax?" I asked Natalia.

"Yes, we will proceed now," she replied, her voice crisp over the line.

"Good. I will give you strategic plans on how to face them in a few hours." I ended the call, my fingers lingering on the phone as a surge of adrenaline warmed my blood. War was the crucible where I discovered my true talent. And, regrettably, it was also where I felt most alive.

I walked past Eugene and others, my presence like a shadow. Even if they called out, I might not hear them; my mind was already weaving strategies I might use.

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Anastasia and Eugene were lounging on the coach playing with their new IBM laptop, as Alex strode by them. "Hey, Alex," Anastasia called out, her voice light but her eyes