“Bastards! You are all bastards!” Conan lashed out. However, there was nothing he could do about the journalists who had banded together. As they said, these people in the press had friends and connections, maybe not across Arcadia but in most regions. They came together on a common ground, united in their actions. Conan could not possibly go ahead and kill them. Even the Butterworth Queens could not handle all the media outlets if they got in touch with their friends in high places. With Conan blowing up, the individual who spoke on behalf of the press grew smug and pretended to talk out of goodwill. “We don’t want to get into it with you either. We all will be happy if you don’t stand in the way of us making money. “I am Danesh Jetman from Neo-Fi Media. People call my boss, Mia Hunt, the queen of the media in Arcadia. I’m happy to be your acquaintance, Mr. Queen.” Neo-Fi Media was a media giant in Arcadia. The media outlet possessed a powerful voice that wielded gr
“Only the person, who set you up, knows that you were framed, Kaze. “That’s why I know you’re not part of the mafia. You just know a few friends on the street. “But I’m not telling you this to clear your name. “I just want you to be aware of the power of my penmanship. I have the ability to paint you public enemy No. 1. “If you continue to overstep and argue with Lil Dee, I don’t mind writing another article that will destroy you and your wife forever.” That was a lot of smack from Danesh. He acted high and mighty like he held the key to Kaze’s fate. As a media personality, Danesh believed so. The cultured could kill with words, not physical weapons. Words had the power to inflict lasting damage. “You’re so badass, Danesh.” Desmond exclaimed with joy as Danesh took a stand for him. “Hear that, Kaze? “Danesh and all the other journalists are on my side. “Take the hint now, or involvement with the mafia is only the start of your lifelong torment. You will nev
Danesh's façade of a gentleman crumbled.His face contorted with malice. He thought that he had taken charge of the situation, and all that was left to do was walk away with Lee Investment’s shares as everybody looked on with admiration. However, Kaze gave him a rude awakening. “Do you know what you have done? You will pay for hitting me, Kaze! And you can’t handle what’s coming!” Danesh said lividly. “Can’t handle what’s coming? I should make it worthwhile then.” Curling his lips, Kaze drew close and raised his hand. “Smack!” Danesh was knocked off his feet once more. “Drag him back.” Kaze glanced at Conan. Without another word, Conan went ahead and yanked Danesh back to his place by the hair. “Let me go! Let me go, Conan! “I work for Neo-Fi Media. My boss is Mia! “Do you really want to make Neo-Fi Media an enemy?” Danesh put up a struggle, but Conan gripped him tightly like a robot and dragged him to Kaze. “Hold still!” Conan made Danesh stand straig
Danesh and everybody else in the room finally got the idea of what was going on. Although Kaze talked as if everything was up for negotiation, no one actually thought he was discussing it with Danesh. Kaze was trying to make Danesh hand over the shares. “You have the nerve, Kaze. How dare you steal Lee Investment’s shares!” Desmond was livid. Kaze was disrespectful to take Danesh’s shares right in front of his face. “He’s annoying. Get your people to shut him up,” Kaze told Conan without looking up. Without waiting to take orders from Conan, a suited man went to smack Desmond twice in the face. Desmond finally quieted down. Kaze smiled at Danesh. “What have you decided, Mr. Jetman?” “Dream on, Kaze!” Though overwhelmed with emotions, Danesh toughened up and said, “You are delusional to think I’ll give my shares to you. Kill me if you dare!” “Tsk, tsk. I can’t believe you’re choosing money over your life.” Kaze shook his head and stomped on Danesh’s leg. “Cra
The shares to all the media companies were given individually but when they were all transferred to Kaze, then he could become the biggest shareholder of Lee Investment. As a result, he would have a lot of votes to himself at the shareholder’s meeting. He would also gain the right to nominate his own candidate for chairman at the board’s meeting and if he could do it right, he could elect a new chairman who was loyal to him. Now, even a blind man could see what Kaze was trying to do. No wonder he did not stop the media companies from signing and taking the shares. He was waiting for the right opportunity! After the shares of Lee Investment were distributed to all the media companies, he could then take the shares from them one by one. He was not after Lee Investment’s shares from the start. He was waiting for the opportunity to loot the entire company clean. How would Samson react when he found out that the man that he resented the most suddenly became the biggest share
Following Kaze’s words, the suited men raised their fists. Crack! “Ouch! My leg!” “Okay! Okay! I’ll give you the shares!” Excruciating cries sounded ceaselessly. If one did not know better, one might assume hell had arrived on Earth. All the other journalists were terrified of Kaze’s madness. How dare he? Was he not afraid of reaching the point of no return? “Take those who agreed to sign the contract,” Kaze said. The journalists who finally gave in after losing one of their legs were taken aside to sign the share transfer contract. Still, there were more than twenty media companies left that were still holding on. They foolishly believed that if they could just wait it out, they might get a chance to turn the tables around. “Kaze Lee, you bastard! You really think you can do whatever you want?” One of the journalists pointed his phone at Kaze with the camera on. “I have recorded everything that you did to them! “Do you know how many followers my company acc
“Hahaha! Kaze Lee, you must be dreaming!” “My media’s account has ten million followers and you are going to ban it with just a call?” The journalist who worked for Peach Media laughed and mocked Kaze for his bold words. “Even if you want to bluff us, at least put some effort into making it sound more convincing!” A page with ten million followers was huge, regardless of platform. The potential profit that it could bring was sizable. Aside from the fact that Peach Media’s page was in good standing, without any solid evidence of the page breaking community guidelines, making false claims would not take down the page. It was the reason why the man was fearless. Kaze might be capable to the point that even Conan followed his orders, but he was only powerful in a small city like Lilyrose. There was no way his call could affect the decision of Mega Dance, the company that owned the platform. Desmond laughed as well. “Kaze, do you want to call Jeff and get my Emazon accou
The lobby of Lil Dee’s studio was in dead silence. Everyone heard of what happened to the media companies’ accounts. “No!” The journalist who worked for Peach Media cried excruciatingly. He was responsible for the account and he worked hard for many years for the page to reach ten million followers. The page had just started to be profitable in the past two years and now it disappeared without a trace. The account was probably the only valuable asset of Peach Media. The journalist clutched his phone tightly and shouted, “No! You can’t do that! I signed a contract with Mega Dance, you can’t just ban me…” “There’s one more thing.” His account manager stopped him before he finished and then further explained, “Regarding Peach Media’s accusation of the female doctor, it caused a bad influence on the platform and we suffered a sizable loss. “You have two options now: pay fifty million worth of compensation or go to jail. You better make up your mind because we are runnin
Morris was in his study, wiping a plaque of commandments that was covered in dust. Due to his commitment to the Viper’s Den, he had neglected his family for years and left his son in his wife’s care. Morris regretted doing so. Unaware of the impending danger, Clemont enjoyed drinks with his friends. They were having fun, playing drinking games. Losing the game, Clemont downed a glass of liquor. Things could get far and exciting in a game. It was then that the door swung open. Clemont’s driver entered the room. “Young Master Siegfried, the master is waiting for you at home,” the driver said, noting the complexity of the situation. The only thing on his mind was to take Clemont away. Tipsy from the drinks, Clemont waved his arm. “Let him wait. What’s the rush to get home?” Clemont’s friends were shocked. Nothing scared Clemont like his father. However, Clemont toughened up for once. “Young Master Siegfried, why don’t you call it a night?” “Yeah. I’m sur
“What’s that supposed to mean? When have I ever made a mistake?” Morris heard nothing of that sort. It could only mean that his people had done nothing wrong. However, Edmund could not possibly get aggressive on the phone. Something must have happened, and he simply had no idea. Morris felt unsettled like something big was about to happen. “You seem to be lax when managing your people. You don’t seem to know what goes on around your house.“Is your age getting to you? Is that why you can’t handle most of the work? If you can’t get your own house in order, how will you ever manage the Viper’s Den Westeros Branch?” Edmund called to say his piece. It was his way to make Morris step down. Though it was likely that Morris would resign, Edmund could at least make things unpleasant for him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Morris was completely in the dark, but Edmund must hold some secret to act so cocky. Despite his troubled feelings, Morris kept his cool and calmly aske
Since it was a rare opportunity, Edmund had to settle the score with them properly. He knew opportunities like this were hard to come by so he had to seize them well. “I understand. I will take care of the guest,” Rosie said. She was glad that her information was useful to her boss. After Edmund hung up the phone, Rosie then looked at the unconscious Kaze. “You are indeed more useful than I thought. Hardly anyone has ever managed to impress Edmund.” She did not feel sorry for Kaze, believing that everything happened as it was meant to. She knew that to climb higher, she had to please her superior. With the Wittersons on the rise, now was the perfect time for her to pledge her loyalty to Edmund. When the Wittersons truly took over the Westeros Branch, she would become one of the most powerful people in the city, second only to them. She was looking forward to that day. Since Kaze was fast asleep and no arrangements could be made, Rosie went out to call her men and
“If you are not here to have fun, then why did you come to Westeros?” Rosie asked. Kaze looked like he had one glass too many and could barely keep himself awake. When he looked up at Rosie, he felt lightheaded and could not keep his balance. “I am here to c-complete my mission.” Kaze could not even speak clearly, seemingly already drunk. Rosie let out a breath of relief. She then took his glass away. Kaze fell onto the couch lazily and adjusted himself into a comfortable position. He even had a hiccup. Rosie did not mind Kaze passing out in front of her. She got up and then squatted in front of him. “What is your mission here in Westeros?” She did not expect to fish out useful information from Kaze, but now she could bring this information to Edmund and exchange it for a reward. “I am here to solve the problem. Something happened here in the Viper’s Den and I am here to find out more. After that, someone else will take over,” Kaze muttered as he closed his eyes.
Rosie’s charm and beauty were reasons why she was able to run the club smoothly. No matter what happened, she possessed the capabilities to solve it without exacerbating it. All those aspects made Edmund choose her. A qualified employee trusted to run a business did not need to be a genius. One only needed to carefully operate the business and not cause trouble for the employer. That alone would be enough. “There’s indeed someone powerful who gave me a chance but I want to use my own strength to win their recognition.” Rosie was well aware that due to her beauty, many often looked down and underestimated her. She had to stay sharp and clear-headed to avoid unnecessary trouble. “That might be a little difficult but I believe you got what it takes,” Kaze said with a serious tone as if he knew Rosie well. “Thank you for your kind words. I hope everything turns out as expected.” She did not have to worry about that because Edmund fully trusted her and put her in charge of m
Clemont let out a breath of relief when he saw that his friends were not saying anything more. He brought them somewhere else to party. He spent a lot in a single night but he finally gained the respect that he longed for. Back at the club, after Clemont and his friends left, the corridor to the VIP section finally quieted down. The waiters cleaned up the place and then returned to their work. Kaze stayed back and looked at Rosie, waiting for her response. “Thank you for today. I would be hurt if not for you,” she said, expressing her gratitude. She was surprised that Kaze intervened but she was truly grateful for his help. “It’s nothing.” Kaze waved his hand nonchalantly and then wanted to return to his own room. “Why don’t I take care of the bill for you tonight? Consider it as a token of gratitude since you saved me from getting hurt,” Rosie said. Her interest in Kaze was piqued, wondering who he really was. She knew he was from Butterworth and had heard that
Clemont was born with a silver spoon and raised like a prince as he was the youngest in the family. He knew his father’s current situation, which explained why he behaved arrogantly. He thought his actions could help his father but little did he know, they were causing a huge trouble. Kaze made it verbal but the spoiled brat did not appreciate the warning and simply felt annoyed. “What do I mean? I guess you have to ask your father about it.” Kaze looked at Clemont coldly. There was no way a useless trust-fund baby could achieve anything great under the protection of his family. Every action that Clemont took was causing damage to his family. Kaze initially intended to use the Siegfrieds to his advantage, which explained why he did not act immediately. Now that Clemont had come under his radar, Kaze ought to use the chance. He managed to showcase his strength to Rosie earlier and what he said to Clemont would surely raise more suspicion in her. Kaze must come up wit
Rosie was shocked. She almost got kicked by some spoiled brat. She was not happy about it. She revered Clemont’s background and had been tolerant with the brat but he stepped over the line when he decided to be physical. Rosie looked up to Kaze who was hugging her. He was just outside the crowd and decided to step in when he heard the commotion. She did not expect him to save her. It was a surprise but it allowed her to see his capabilities. The man from Butterworth had been hiding his abilities from everyone all along. Rosie smiled at him before getting back up on her feet. “Thank you for your help,” she said softly. “It’s nothing. It’s the right thing to do,” Kaze said. Kaze was the type of person who could never stand seeing the weak being bullied. “Who the hell are you? What do you think you are doing?” Clemont bellowed. He was outraged and needed to vent his emotions. Since Kaze had intervened, it gave Clemont a chance to lash out at him. “Stop causing a
“I told you this is my club! They have to listen to me! Now open the damn door!” Clemont was furious after being questioned. He started to kick the door like a madman. The waiters were worried but they dared not do anything. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside! VIP guests!” the waiter added. He dared not reveal the identity of the guest inside. Zidane informed all employees earlier that no one shall reveal the VIP guest’s identity or even mention that the suite was booked by Edmund. It was to keep things low. Therefore, the waiter dared not speak any of it even to Clemont. Unfortunately, Clemont stubbornly believed the waiter was lying to him. “What guests?! You’re lying to me! You said there were guests inside but even after I kicked the door, there was no answer! Open it up. Don’t be stupid!” he shouted. He cared not about the others when he shouted. He was impulsive at nature. “Young Master Siegfried, there are guests inside. You can’t do this,” the