Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Boss’ Secret Is My Undoing!: Kabanata 911 - Kabanata 920

When the elevator doors opened on the 23rd floor, Frederick was greeted by the sight of Lance lying motionless in a pool of blood.A gaping hole was torn through Lance’s chest, and he had passed away.Frederick sighed as he gently closed Lance’s eyes.He couldn’t do anything, even with his unmatched medical skills. After all, he didn’t possess the power to bring the dead back to life. Downstairs, Jorge and the others had just arrived. As they rushed into the apartment, they were stunned by the scene before them. Blood was everywhere, bullet casings were scattered on the floor, and dozens of law enforcers were lying around.Jorge snapped back to reality moments later, shouting, “Hurry! Call an ambulance!” “We... We don’t need it...” one of the injured law enforcers muttered weakly.Jorge looked at him and saw a bullet wound in the man’s chest.“Now’s not the time to act tough! You’ve got a bullet in your chest!” Jorge scolded sternly.“Sir, we’re really fine.”“Yeah, that

Frederick stared at Wilbert coldly, and asked, "Where is Lance’s heart?" "Lance? That idiot who tried to stop me all by himself? His heart has already been sent back to the Nosferatu headquarters. It’s fresh and full of life—perfect for our experiments." Wilbert grinned.In truth, Lance’s heart had already been completely crushed by Wilbert. He was only saying this to provoke Frederick. He could sense that Frederick was much stronger than them. If he could enrage Frederick and make him lose control, they might have a chance to escape.Frederick’s eyes narrowed, and a fierce killing intent surged within him.Indeed, Wilbert had succeeded in angering Frederick.However, Wilbert didn’t know that in the face of such a massive power gap, provoking an enemy would only make their death even more brutal. He also wasn’t aware that his words were a disaster to the Nosferatus.Boom!Frederick burst into action, and teleported right in front of Wilbert. Before Wilbert could even react, Fre

The next morning, Frederick went to Prospera Corporation, only to find that Jennifer wasn’t there. Upon asking around, he learned that she had gone to Serenova Medical.During the time Frederick was away from Aston State, Jennifer and Jasmine had been busy as well. They had pulled off something major quietly. They successfully took over the Anakin Pharmaceuticals branch in Aston, which was a subsidiary of the Whalen Group. Now, they had rebranded it as Serenova Medical.Serenova Medical was 80% owned by Aerowind Enterprise, with Jennifer holding a 20% stake and serving as the company’s general manager. Recently, she had been dedicating most of her time to Serenova Medical.Once Frederick arrived, he noticed a tired-looking Jennifer in the general manager’s office.“Prospera’s already wearing you out, and now you’ve taken on the role of general manager at Serenova too. Can you really handle all this?” Frederick asked with concern.He then sat beside her, and started massaging

“Aren’t Medisphere afraid that their patents will be preempted domestically?” Frederick asked, puzzled. After all, the domestic market is the largest for traditional medicine.“Medisphere Pharmaceuticals’ research and development capabilities are top-notch globally. Even if someone registers the domestic patent first, Medisphere can quickly develop a more advanced production process. The two patents don’t conflict with each other. In fact, the latter can render the former worthless,” Jennifer explained, shaking her head.It was clear Medisphere Pharmaceuticals intended to use its superior R&D capabilities to bully traditional medicine companies in Drakonia. Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do to stop it.“Leave this to me,” Frederick said firmly.Frederick had a formula even more effective than Golden Essence for treating rhinitis.However, he wasn’t planning to reveal it just yet. Even if he did, Serenova Medical didn’t have enough funds to invest in developing a mas

"Surely you guys have other skilled fighters, right? Are you saying that after all these years, you guys have only trained the Eight Warlords?" Frederick raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Nathan's words.Nathan was a cunning strategist, an ambitious man. Frederick knew that if he ever showed weakness, Nathan would not hesitate to betray him. Frederick hadn’t abandoned the Whalens yet because they were still useful to Frederick, and he was confident in controlling Nathan. "The Whalens have trained many fighters over the years, though none are as strong as the Eight Warlords. The people we have currently could handle the York's fighters, but this time, the Yorks are going all out. They've reportedly hired seven experts known as the Seven Immortals," Nathan explained.Frederick had heard of the Seven Immortals. These seven were reclusive Savant Arts masters, each with over a century of cultivation. Their hidden retreat was called the Immortal Palace, and every year, many cul