Javier was discussing the date and time to market Chinean with Quinna in the office on this fateful day when Quinnaโs secretary barged in without knocking, looking frantic.By right, the secretary had been working with her for some years now, and she should not have acted in such panic, but what she said later surprised even Quinna.โMiss Aurum, this is serious. People from the FIA are here, and Samere McCann has come personally.โThe FIAโs full name was Fรฉdรฉration Internationale de l'Automobile. It was not a national organization or an assigned United Nations (UN) organization. It was just an association that automobile companies in the world had gotten together to form. It was said that it took inspiration from the UN for everyone to discuss the direction of automobile development together.As for Samere McCann, he was the president of the FIA.Javier had heard of this man. He was a bigshot in the automobile industry too. Other than having a proprietary supercar brand, he had in
Samere was in his sixties. His hair was snow-white, so he was also called White Old Boy in the industry. White Old Boy looked a little like a hawk, so there were also people teasing that the white eagle on Sammiusโ military flag was actually the White Old Boy.Whether it was the while eagle or the White Old Boy, Samereโs domineering sense and shamelessness were tinged with a certain nationโs character.Quinna wanted to retort after what Samere said, but Javier stopped her.โIโm Reivaj Groupโs chairman, possessing 70% of the Chinean brandโs profit and 100% rights to its technology. You guys donโt have to talk to others or threaten Heisenberg. Talk to me if you have anything to say.โBut sorry to tell you that I do not wish to talk to you because I donโt like you. Iโm nauseated once I see all of you, so thatโs all for talking.โIf you want to continue pressuring Heisenberg, feel free. I can cut myself off Heisenberg and take the brand Chinean off from the group. Iโll run it independ
The country Chinean was not what it once used to be. For some time in the past, Chinean had emphasized growing its economy, wanting to strengthen itself by developing more wealth. Things were different now. Chinean had become a powerful player in Asia and needed simultaneous economic and military progress.Why would it still want to make progress if it faced oppression and kept its head low right now?With this powerful backing behind him, Javierโs mind settled. When he returned to the room, he pulled Walt and Quinna to let them know there was no need to keep talking.Walt asked softly, โWhy?โQuinna looked curious as well, not understanding where Javierโs confidence came from.The man told both of them in a bare whisper, โLiam Jepson and his team are now protected by the police.โIntelligent as Walt and Quinna were, they understood the cause and reason of it swiftly. It was obviously not an individual who could deploy the police, and it was clear who the agency was. It was no
The fact that Samere passed out in fear had become a joke. He had been quite the bluster just now, pompous and victorious, and going on about the 11 aircraft carriers and whatnotโonly for him to lay dead right now, unconscious on the floor like a dead dog.The six corpses of the bodyguards were taken away by the police after the report was made, while no one knew where Javier, Herschel, and the other two men were. The police stated that they were brought away to assist in the investigation, but anyone who was there was prohibited from disclosing the incident.As for why, no one knew. Moreover, those who came were not regular police officers. They looked to be armed.When Samere woke up, he was quite high-handed, announcing that he wanted to notify the embassy and claiming that it was a planned murder, but the leading police officer replied, โAh, youโve woken up early. Otherwise, Iโd have thought that youโre the seventh corpse and cremated you.โDomineering! It did not sound like
Javier had returned home to the Kerseys on the island in Lustmord.He did not even have to use the flight ticket that he had booked because the old fox had already arranged his flight long ago.This was not the Herschel trioโs first time being on this flight, but they still could not conceal their excitement.However, Javier was not in the mood to be bothered with them. Instead, he was trying to come up with a way to triumph over this situation he was in and how the old fox was going to counter him.Unsurprisingly, when they arrived on the island, Ciara welcomed them with joy written all over her face.Javier smiled at her but was in no mood to flirt with her or do anything else. Instead, he rushed over to the old foxโs place.The moment he arrived there, he ran into a familiar faceโฆRenly White of the White Family.The White Family was a major family, and this was not in comparison to other families, but the Kerseys themselves.The Whites were indeed very large and powerful. St
Javier believed that the issue with the hydrogen propulsion system being fought over had come to an end, temporarily.Naturally, the Kerseys were the biggest winners out of this ordeal with 700 billion dollars at hand, plus they had managed to request a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier for Chinea.On the contrary, the biggest loser was, very naturally, Sammius. Although they were the most powerful country globally with 11 nuclear missiles in their pockets, everyone else ended up making them fork out 200 billion dollars and the aircraft carrier.However, the ones who were able to get their hands on the hydrogen propulsion system without having to do anything were, the major families, with the Whites leading the charge.Although a few countries had reaped the benefits on paper, they actually obtained the most benefits.However, Javier still felt unhappy despite his family being the biggest winner.After all, how could he possibly feel happy about it when he had ended up losing a hu
After hanging up the phone call with Quinna, Javier headed out to see Ciara. โSheโs been here on the island the entire time, so she probably knows whatโs happening between William and Arthur the best, doesnโt she?โHowever, when Javier brought up the question when they were eating, Ciara expressed that she had no idea what was happening.โBoth of them have been on the island the entire time. William seemed pretty busy previously, either discussing some major business or having a drink with some people from major families. But recently, heโs been staying on the island quite obediently. Do you think itโs because Grandpa gave him an earful?โCiara was still too naive. However, she was protected by the old fox, so nobody would dare do anything to her. As such, her naivete was only logical.Meanwhile, in Javierโs eyes, the both of them were probably at the climax of their dispute, with neither party daring to leave the island.They did not dare leave the island because they both want
When the plane landed, Javier immediately arranged for GTR and Running Man to send Ciara to Chessieโs, while he himself had Herschel with him as they headed to the Heisenberg Group.Even though Quinna had already known that Javier was going to be back, she still could not help but feel a little shocked when she saw him showing up in the company so openly. After all, Javier had eliminated six foreigners in front of everyoneโs eyes, so he would be in some sort of trouble at least, right?However, the truth was he was not facing any problems at all. In fact, Javier seemed very relaxed, as though nothing had happened previously. โHoney, whatโs going on? Why has the FIA stopped investigating the matter?โJavier wrapped his arm around Quinna and sniffed her fragrance as he replied, โIโve already told you what the result of the investigation is through the phone, so whateverโs left is no longer our concern. We donโt need to trouble ourselves to feel bothered with what happened as well.
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the โmanโ in the word โwomanโโin that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greeneโs apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three daysโ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Thenโโbecause I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,โ according to Bernadettaโshe amended the peace offer, changing the three daysโ free meals toโฆa weekโs worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. โI canโt thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old ladyโs lawn. โItโs him, officers! Itโs all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! Heโs the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!โShe turned and trained her finger on Javier. โYou vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!โโBack at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!โ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. โOh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greeneโs bra because he isโฆthe Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!โ Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! โWhat kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!โ Javier wondered to himself aloud. โWas this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?โBaffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. โHush, itโs alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet andโฆโ Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe himโand for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latterโs electric scooter was. While
A resentful wailโinterspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangledโwas echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of โhell, naw!โ, Florence dove into Javierโs arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a โhelp-me!โ sort of way. She was soft and suppleโdamn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: โJust you f*cking wait, hooman!โโWait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?โ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old womanโs sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. โI mean, I donโt object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, butโฆโ She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where theyโd be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadettaโs care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.โItโs so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?โ he moaned. โIโm sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. Youโre a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? Iโm sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dogโs welfare to think things through. She didnโt mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensembleโblack leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, โYou brought all the stuff I told you to?โโYo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. Iโve got all the preparations down pat. You can check โem if you donโt trust me,โ Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. โSee? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.โAfter a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. โBoss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that youโre gonna call me โbossโ while youโre there?โJavier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javierโs suspicion turned to Constance Hellmanโs white Pomeranian. He turned to the directorโs office and met the dogโs eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangsโbeaming as smugly as a teacherโs pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the bossโs favoriteโmade it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javierโs gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, โIโm just your average dog! Nothing to see here!โAnd then it feignedโyes, feignedโa yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. โWhat. The. Actual. F*ck?!โ Javier thundered in his mind. โB*tchโs a natural actress! Whatโs it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?โIn combination with Russellโs report, the incident inside the directorโs of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.โOh, baby, whatโs the matter? Did you hurt your leg?โThe white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constanceโs concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. โMr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I canโt help doubting your motive now.โIโm skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when youโd even hit a cute dog!โJavier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, โMadam Hellman, I didnโt do anything!โConstance asked angrily, โYou didnโt do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!โJavier was in distress as well. โHow would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed