“The person that Snow sent is on his way.” Standing beside Jet was his assistant in a black suit, Aloysius, briefing him on the situation. He had just received an update from his men a few minutes ago. Snow would not appear in Butterworth for the time being. Her mother’s condition was worsening, and although she was taken back, she might not make it. Curing the poison in May’s body was a difficult task. “Who is this person?” This time, Jet was being more cautious. He wanted to learn more about this person’s background before making a move.His previous impulsive actions had already cost him dearly. “This person seems to be Snow’s boss in Lilyrose, but he was kicked out by Perfect World Group and is no longer the chairman. He’s just a jobless wanderer.” Aloysius’ understanding of the matter was limited but it was enough for the moment. Jet had been worried at first, but it seemed his concerns were unnecessary. “Snow has only the face and not the brain. She’s gullibl
“This is rather tricky. We can’t afford to make a scene. We also cannot openly search for people, but if Jet asks for it, I must do it, and it must be perfect…” As Jet’s assistant, Aloysius knew his boss’ temper and habits well. Once the order was given, it must be carried out perfectly. Then, Aloysius thought of a potential candidate who could help. This potential candidate might not be the most powerful but he had resources and manpower. More importantly, he was not as close to the Frost family as the others. Even if the task failed, the Frost family could walk away easily. Aloysius made the call to the person he had in mind and stated his proposal. The person on the other end of the phone agreed to help without any hesitation. Aloysius even revealed Kaze’s location to the man in order to hasten the process. “Just intercept him and you’ll know what to do. Be quick and clean. Remember to take him in,” he said through the phone. The man on the other end of the phone
“Just make sure he doesn’t die. But we can’t leave any traces behind, so try to be swift and clean.” Otto was nervous as well due to the lack of information but he knew how he must act. “Okay, guys. Be ready. When I give you the signal, do your thing. Intimidate that guy and then take them away,” he said as he stared into the distance. The wait grew longer. The cigarette hanging from his mouth started to burn out and the ground in front of him was covered with a small pile of ashes. Even his men on both sides of the road started to chat while looking out for the target. Just when their patience ran low, a black Maybach came into sight. The car caught their attention, especially the number plate. Otto and his men knew that their target had arrived. “Lay low and pretend that our van broke down,” Otto said to his men. He did not want to let the target slip away. “Don’t worry, Boss. We got this.” A few of them, in work uniforms, walked over to the van in the middle of t
“Mr. Lee, let’s just observe the situation for now. If I can just talk to them, I can get rid of them with some money.” Peter was unaware of Otto’s true intentions. He assumed that if it was just about money, the problem could be easily resolved. He thought about paying them first for a clear passage and then coming back for revenge later. After all, Peter was from the Viper’s Den and his experience guaranteed his capabilities of resolving minor conflicts. His priority was to escort Kaze to the hotel. After that, he could deal with the thugs by himself. “Don’t you look down on us. We don’t want your money. Besides, this isn’t your road, it’s a public road,” Otto argued, trying to stall. While arguing with Peter, he scrutinized the rear window, but the heavy tinting prevented him from glimpsing inside. He moved closer to the driver’s seat, trying to peek into the back through the half-open window. They were professionals who always saw things through to the end. If they
Otto finally wore a smirk on his face. “Guys, we got him. Do your job!” Without any hesitation, he raised his hand to summon his men. Peter frowned. He had come to pick Kaze up as ordered, but things had spiraled out of control. He could not let anything happen to Kaze under his watch, so he stepped up and volunteered to protect the man. Kaze remained calm and unfazed. He expected trouble and conflict but Jet’s cheap move surprised him. “Hey man, let’s just talk and don’t do anything you’ll regret,” Peter said as he stood in front of Kaze, trying to mitigate the problem. “Words won’t do. We are here for him. He’s coming with us and you can leave,” Otto said. He signaled his men to surround the two of them, preventing their potential escape. Peter sighed helplessly. He initially thought Otto was after money but it seemed like Kaze was their target. “Calm down, now. I’m from the Viper’s Den. I believe we can still talk about this. Even if Mr. Lee offends you, we can s
“Mr. Lee? He’s just another pretty boy. Do as I say, and I might spare your life! “If you continue to be a mute, we’ll make you scream. Your arms and legs might break, or worse, you might end up dead!” Otto continued to threaten and humiliate Kaze. His men laughed in accordance and even joined him in mocking. An ordinary person would certainly be infuriated by their words, yet Kaze remained calm and unfazed, as if he was not part of it. “You’ll have to take responsibility for the words you speak,” Kaze said as he looked at Otto coldly. “Take responsibility for dealing with a punk like you? What a joke! If you can just do as I say, you might save yourself some pain; if you continue to be stubborn, you’ll have a taste of pain,” Otto said. His men continued to laugh and sneer at Kaze. They hit their bats on the ground, producing irritating clinks that they assumed could scare Kaze. Kaze found their tactics to be crude and cheap, and he was not interested in refuting. “Mr
“That’s a new car! What the hell?!” Peter felt immense heartache looking at the dent. He had always taken good care of the car and given its luxurious brand, one dent would cost him tens of thousands to fix. More importantly, the car was imported and he had to send it overseas for repair, which would increase the cost. Peter initially did not want any trouble but Otto and his men crossed the line when they damaged the car. “I don’t care if the car is new or old, that guy is coming with us. Why don’t you do us a favor and walk away? You are not part of this.” Otto knew the value of the Maybach as well, but he had no qualms about damaging it as it was not his. Peter was frustrated and aggrieved. The damaged car made him feel worse. “Can’t we just talk this out? Why must you damage my car? We are all working for someone else. Why are you doing this?” he said, attempting to reason with Otto. “Cut the crap, or we’ll beat you together.” Otto signaled one of his men to attac
“You don’t need to know who I am but you will soon find out what will happen to yourself.” Kaze gazed into the distant horizon. A red supercar tore across the horizon, its engine roaring fiercely even from afar.The thunderous roar of the engine was enough to ignite excitement in any man’s heart. “So, there’s someone stupid enough to interfere? They must have a death wish!” Otto was displeased by the engine roars further away. He shot a gaze at his men. A few of his men nodded and headed in the direction of the incoming car with their bats. Whether the car was merely passing or intended to be here, Otto would not allow them to interfere with his plan. “I see you people are ruthless. Don’t tell me you are going to attack some innocent people,” Kaze said casually. If the car was just passing, it would certainly turn away when they saw the situation; if not, it would stop. Kaze watched as the red Ferrari slowed down to a stop in front of him. He initially thought the
“Kaze can pull the punches for sure. I mean, he has the Butterworth branch chief’s trust for a reason. “There has to be something for him to win the branch chief’s approval.” Edmund doubted there was depth to Kaze. After all, Edmund decided whether to take on a person based on their abilities. It made no sense to pay attention to losers, as he would hold them in contempt. Edmund had been impressed with Herman, who excelled in strategies and management. That was why Edmund bumped Herman up and made sure he stayed on top. “Got it.” Herman nodded and had one foot out the door. “Don’t be in a hurry to leave. There’s one more thing.” Edmund pointed at the table. Herman approached and stood on bent knees. Pleased with Herman’s submission, Edmund passed him a wine glass. Herman took the drink humbly before looking carefully at Edmund, awaiting his orders. “The wine was just airlifted from abroad. I can vouch for the taste. If you’re looking to sip on the finest, yo
Time went by, and a towering man in a suit showed up outside the door. Picking up on the noise inside the room, he knocked on the door. It was hard to tell whether the person inside could hear the knocking, so the man waited outside. The door was opened, and a woman, her face flawless with makeup, popped her head out and saw him. She cocked her head back at Edmund. “You have a guest, Mr. Witterson.” “Let him in,” Edmund instructed. He then leaned in to take the drink from the girl next to him with his mouth. The other girls cheered him on. The group was lost in their fun. The man, who entered the room, stood by the sofa respectfully. He kept his head down, his gaze staying low at the bottles of alcohol spread across the table. It was a bit of a wait before the man approached at Edmund’s order. “Tell me about Dwight.”While listening to the girls’ singing, Edmund turned to Herman. Herman rushed over as soon as Edmund called. He won a lot of money at poker toda
In this particular circumstance, Morris had to play it safe so that things would not get out of hand. The last thing he wanted was to be dragged into the mess. At least, he finally saw the Wittersons’ true colors. Morris’ friendly advice was met with disrespect and insult. However, the Wittersons were a force of nature, and Morris was not about to take them head-on. Despite his frustration, Morris had to walk away. Well, Edmund would soon face his downfall at the height of his power, and Morris would be there to enjoy the ride. Still, it did not sit well with Morris to have a young fella walk all over him. It had crossed his mind to keep the Wittersons in check, but there was only so much he could do. Morris had to be the one to back away as the Wittersons grew haughty. Morris believed there was more to Kaze’s visit to Westeros. Nothing major happened in Westeros recently. At least, there was nothing worth the other branch’s attention. However, a representative of the
Morris suggested entertaining Kaze well. Things would not be good for the branch if Kaze got dirt on them. That was where Edmund disagreed with Morris. His idea was to send someone to sound Kaze out. Edmund was smug because Morris’ decision was wrong. “You shouldn’t do that. Kaze is here on behalf of the Butterworth branch. You don’t want tension between both branches.” Morris looked at things from a wider perspective. Edmund believed Kaze was just a doormat of little importance. “You just overthink things, and it’s not good for your age. You’re getting senile.” Edmund did not take Morris’ advice seriously. He believed he was right. “You’re not getting it. Kaze is from Butterworth. Even if he doesn’t hold a high position there, we were in the wrong. We did not keep our tracks clean either. “Now that he’s back, I’m worried that he’ll cause us harm.” Morris was only giving a heads-up because the whole branch was at stake. Edmund was young. Due to his lack of judgmen
“We should be generous to our guest from Butterworth. You can arrange as you see fit. Please don’t house him in a messy home. Hire cleaners to tidy up the place. “You can report back to me if you need more money, but it’s not a reason for you to misuse the funds.” Herman wanted to hang up. The money was now in Dwight’s bank account, so he was washing his hands off the matter. The plan was to keep Kaze happy. He was just an insignificant member of the Butterworth branch anyway. The whole thing would blow over soon enough, so long as Kaze kept to himself without taking things too far. Herman would figure out a way to get him out quickly anyway. Maybe Herman and his friends did not have to do anything to get rid of Kaze. “Got it. I’ll be a good host, Herman. I won’t let you down. I’ll keep you in the loop.” Dwight was over the moon to get the notification about the money transfer. “Just play by ear and arrange what you see best.” Herman hung up and continued playing pok
“It’s becoming a hassle now. Are you going to inform the Viper’s Den about the change of accommodation?” After much hesitation, Kaze nodded to take up the offer. Dwight was thrilled. It only hit Dwight that he had to communicate with the Viper’s Den. Kaze was booked for a hotel stay, and Dwight’s job was to take him to the destination. Yet now, Dwight took him to his home. “I’ll tell my superior and see what he has to say.” Dwight was not sure whether the change was appropriate. Nevertheless, he did not want to pass up on a great opportunity. He simply grabbed the bull by the horn. If Kaze stayed at his place, the Viper’s Den members had to respect Kaze’s request even if they had a problem with it. “But when they ask, you can say that you’re getting along well with me. Living together just makes work more convenient.” Feeling unsettled, Dwight tried to get their stories straight with Kaze. Hopefully, the Viper’s Den would not come after them. “Aren’t we friends? I k
Dwight gave some suggestions. “But I’m worried about being a nuisance to your family.” Kaze remained hesitant, torn between decisions. “No, you won’t. I usually live alone. They stay somewhere else. They barely visit. I’ll just let them know not to visit for now,” Dwight replied. Dwight figured out what was in it for him. He could not let Kaze leave. “I don’t want to put your family in an awkward position.”Kaze was still considering the matter. “Relax. They don’t live with me anyway. The room I have for you is tidy. No one has stayed there before.“I’ll hire some help to freshen up the place. I can guarantee you an experience no less than at the hotel.” Dwight spoke with great confidence. “We should finish our food and doggie-bag the rest. I’ll take you to my place.” Dwight was ready to get things going. Kaze took the offer and nodded. “I’ll be in your care then.” Kaze was glad that his plan went through. Dwight had no idea that he got played. Nevertheless,
“I’m new to the place, so I don’t know much. Can you show me around when you’re available?” “No problem, but I usually have some stuff to take care of. I can’t be there 24/7. “Why don’t you propose to the branch that you want me to be your guide and attendant?” Dwight suggested. There was no telling whether Kaze would accept his proposal, but it was an opportunity to prove himself. He was never involved in the core operation. Often enough, he was the branch members’ punching bag. Though Dwight was aware that he was not good enough for the big stuff, he still wanted to succeed. Kaze was the trusted aide of the Butterworth Branch chief. He was in Westeros for a reason. By joining Kaze, Dwight would come across the major players. Kaze saw through Dwight’s plans. “Sure. I’ll do that.” Kaze did not mind the request. “Great. I’ll let them know on your behalf. I’ll be responsible for your needs while in the city.” Dwight was overjoyed at the opportunity. “So you live
“You must be rich. I often see rich people picking tabs for everybody. Talk about extravagance.” The tension in the air was lifted when Kaze offered to pay for everything. “I’m not. Consider it an apology,” Kaze explained, not wanting to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. He did not see the point of continuing the conversation. Dwight’s angry screams came from outside. “What the hell is this? I only ordered a bunch of stuff. Why am I being charged an exorbitant amount?“What do you mean my friend is paying for everybody? That’s throwing money away,” Dwight said while storming his way over. “I know you have money, but you shouldn’t do this, Mr. Lee.” Dwight did not approve of this type of generosity. “You rubbed them the wrong way. It was only right to apologize. Besides, it’s not a lot of money.” Kaze looked at the bill and handed a bank card to Dwight. “It’s my treat.” The consumption was barely a dent in Kaze’s savings. The meal did not cost more than his us