Semua Bab Who's The Loser Now?: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Hi Goodnovel readers out there! I hope you have enjoyed reading "Who's The Loser Now?". I also hope you enjoyed the free teaser of Charles Smith being released from prison and meeting Peter Quinton. To be honest, I thought of continuing the current book and just add more chapters into it; but I wanted this story to be about the main character Derek Quinton. I felt that if I added chapters into it, the focus would shift from Derek Quinton to Charles Smith, and then maybe another character in this book, thus dragging the novel too long. Also, I want as many characters in this book as possible to have their own spin-offs/stories. So with that, I decided to end "Who's The Loser Now?" the way it did. I'm inspired by the Marvel Cinematic Universe and the way Marvel films does their movies, hence the teaser. I'll be starting to work on the next book, centered around the character Charles Smith. Until then, thank you once again for reading "Who's The Loser, Now?". Please help to leav

Prologue “Son, there’s something I have yet to reveal to anyone. You are the first to know.” Peter Quinton said to Derek as they both walked to a private room in the Townsville Casino. “Dad, I’ve never been to the Townsville Casino before. What are we doing here?” asked Peter’s son, Derek Quinton, the heir to the Quinton Consortium. “You’ll find out soon enough, Young Master.” replied Hector, the driver for the Quinton Family. “Huh; and you said no one knows, dad.” Derek joked as they approached the private room. Upon opening the door, Hector ushered both father and son into the private room, which looked more like an office. There were a group of burly security men standing in a row, bowing to Peter as they entered into the office. “Have a seat, son.” Peter said as they both sat down on opposite sides of the table in the office. “Thanks, boys. You can leave the office now. Hector, wait for us in the car.” The security and Hector bowed and left the office, leaving Derek and Peter

Charles sat up straight in his seat, eyes bulging wide, mouth gaped open. Understandably, he had a hard time believing what Peter Quinton just asked of him. "Me? Charles Smith? The Don of Townsville? Mr. Quinton, are you sure about this? I know nothing about what you do as the mafia leader. What business do I have even being in the mafia, let alone be the Don?" asked a shocked Charles. Peter expected the flurry of questions that Charles directed at him. He was actually smiling as Charles was rambling his questions away. "Charles, clearly you are mystified. Allow me to explain." said Derek."Like I mentioned earlier, I am already the new head of the Quinton Consortium. To maintain the reputation of the Quinton Consortium, my dad put in place a no criminal record policy, a policy that I have maintained to this day." "So... Alex Evans and his gang have no prior criminal record?" Charles asked curiously. "Surprisingly no. They have never been to prison. And they were smart to work for

Beep! Beep! Beep!The alarm was blaring all around Charles's room in his new cabin. Charles slowly opened his eyes, sat up and gave himself a good stretch. Sitting on his bed, he took a few moments to gather his thoughts, in particular, a reality that he accepted just the night before. As of the night before, the old Charles Smith is gone. This was day one of the new Charles Smith. The Don of Townsville. Accepting this new reality, Charles got up from bed and took a cold shower, waking up his senses in his body.After his shower, Charles headed to his wardrobe to see what clothes were available in it."Hmmmm...there's a good mix of clothes here." Charles said to himself. He wasn't wrong. There was a mix of casual wear, office wear and formal wear with shoes to match. "Gee, I wonder....should I go all out to make a first impression...or do I take a page out of brother Derek's playbook and go for something casual?"

"Ok, boss! I've got their GPS locations." Ivy reported.  "Let's see them. Put them up on the screen." replied Charles.  Ivy then showed her findings on the projection screen to show everyone what she was seeing on her laptop.  "From the looks of it boss, it seems that your friends are in three main locations: The Quinton Tower, the Quinton Hotel here in Townsville and another company office called QC Enterprise."  "Our businesses are a safe distance from these three locations. So, I believe we can set off from here at your command." reported Ivy.  "Good job, Ivy. Before we set off, you've heard me ask the rest of the team about their stories. I want to hear about yours." said Charles.  "Yes, boss. As Mr. Quinton said earlier, I am probably the best computer expert money can buy. You could say I was a tech prodigy."  "I come from a financially struggling family. My single mom raised me from the