From Trash to Titan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Danny made the call to Ollie and it was answered in no time. "It's Danny," Danny said quickly, "I found him! I found the guy you're looking for!"There was a pause. It almost felt like Ollie wasn't going to respond. And then finally:"You're sure?" Ollie's voice came through, "You're absolutely certain it's him?""One hundred percent!" Danny whispered urgently, his excitement barely contained. "Dark blue McLaren 720S, fresh damage on the left rear panel and passenger side, everything matches perfectly! And the driver, he's here right now, sitting in our waiting area!""Where exactly are you?" Ollie demanded."Precision Auto Works on Maple Street," Danny said. "The guy just dropped his car off for repairs maybe ten minutes ago."There was yet another pause and Danny didn't know what was wrong. "Listen to me very carefully, Danny," Ollie said finally, his voice dropping to a serious tone that sent chills down Danny's spine. "I need you to send me a picture of this man. Right now. I ne

Julian wasn't done speaking. He also added, "There's a reason I've spent the last five years in the trenches here. I know the names of our floor managers. I know our debt-to-equity ratio by heart. You still need a map to find the restroom."He said it simply, like stating an obvious fact.Maxwell listened to Julian's words, and he couldn't help but acknowledge that his cousin had a point. Five years was no joke. Julian really did know this company inside and out. But that didn't mean Maxwell was going to back down or let himself be intimidated!Maxwell set his coffee cup down slowly and met Julian's eyes with a calm that seemed to irritate his cousin even more. He could see the rage hiding under Julian's polished exterior. Wasn't his cousin a little too threatened by someone who'd only been here for less than a month?"You've said that already. And you're right about the trenches, Julian," Maxwell said, his voice matter-of-fact. "But, as you already know, I too have been in the trench

The Lexus limousine pulled away from the police station.Inside the vehicle, the silence was absolutely suffocating.Matthew sat there, his bandaged face throbbing with pain, but the physical agony was nothing compared to the jealousy tearing through his chest like a wild animal clawing its way out.He was staring out the tinted window, but all he could think about was Maxwell. Ever since he found out that Maxwell could have turned his life around, it ruined his mood even more. He owned a McLaren. A few hundred thousand dollar supercar.The same worthless stepbrother who used to wear clothes from thrift stores. The same pathetic loser who rode the bus like common trash. That Maxwell was now driving a vehicle worth more than most people earned in an entire decade?It was impossible. But more than that... it was unacceptable.If Maxwell had somehow gotten rich, Matthew couldn't allow it. He would never allow it. That bastard didn't deserve wealth. Didn't deserve happiness. Didn't deser

Both Benjamin and Maxwell stood frozen, staring at each other in absolute disbelief.Maxwell had hoped to never run into this arrogant Ferrari driver ever again in his life. But as it turned out, fate had a cruel sense of humor! This same person also happened to be related to Artemis!If he had known this clown was a member of the Brin family and Artemis's relative, he would have never stepped foot through the door. Maxwell thought. Still, Maxwell remained calm. He should be nervous right now, but he wasn't. Benjamin, meanwhile, was clearly fuming. He glared at Maxwell with a death stare that threatened consequence. The silence stretched between them like a taut wire ready to snap.Finally, Benjamin emerged from his shock, having come to terms with the impossible reality, his number one enemy was somehow in his house, sitting in his living room like he belonged here."You..." Benjamin pointed at Maxwell with a finger. "You have some nerve showing your face here. Do you have any idea

The dining room was magnificent. A long mahogany table that could easily seat twenty people dominated the space. Casper Brin, the patriarch of the family, was already seated at the head of the table. Maxwell noticed him and thought, ‘This must be the patriarch of the brin family. He has a resemblance to Artemis.’Artemis led Maxwell to a seat and made the introduction. "Grandfather, this is Maxwell."Again, she didn't say his last name.Casper studied Maxwell for a long moment, his expression neutral but evaluating. Then he nodded. "Welcome to our home, Maxwell. Any guest of Artemis is welcome here."His tone was polite but not overly. Not cold, but not overly warm either, just the careful courtesy of a man who'd spent his life reading people and protecting his family's interests."Thank you, sir," Maxwell replied respectfully. "I appreciate your hospitality."Casper gestured to the seat. "Please, sit."As they settled in, Eleanor took her place near the head of the table, still beam