48 Laws Of Power Law 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I’ve been writing things down. A new set of bylaws. Not for a company, but for a family. Rules for how we treat people. How we use our wealth." I opened the book. The first page had only one sentence in Lucian’s elegant, precise handwriting: Wealth is a debt owed to those with nothing; power is a shield for those with no voice. "A new contract," I said, my voice thick with emotion. "The only one I’ll ever ask you to sign," he replied.

Kenny and Caroline read the written marriage proposal several times, and they confirmed that the Jensen family's crest on it was real. The whole family looked at me in disbelief. Nora was so shocked that her jaw nearly dropped. That day, after seeing me come back safe and sound again. She asked me whether I had ignored her instructions and never taken out the switchblade. I said I had taken it out, and that I had performed very well too. Her face filled with despair. Although Theodore's reputation was terrible, his power was obvious to everyone. He controlled everything in Harbor City, and plenty of wealthy families wanted to build ties with his family through marriage across the country.

“That’s common. Weak men hide behind force.” My chest tightened, but I didn’t interrupt. “Real power,” he went on, turning back to me, “is invisible until it’s too late to fight it.” He tapped one screen, isolating a network diagram that branched like veins. “This,” he said, “is influence. Companies, governments, banks. They don’t move independently. They respond to pressure.” He looked at me then, truly looked. “And so do people.” I shifted in the chair, my fingers curling against the armrest. “So how do I do it? How do I find the power?”

However, behind her back, he had drafted her ideas into a perfect business deal and offered it to the government. And then he collaborated with other companies and got a long-term contract, which boosted his company's resources. Nonetheless, Margar was not the type to repeat the same mistakes she had committed. Just as the saying goes, once bitten, twice shy. "This is excellent. Wonderful Marg, I never thought of it in this light," Mr. Barlowe praised. He was beaming with joy and pride. "Thank you, Daddy; it's called logical reasoning," She replied, laughing, and he cracked up.

He burst into loud laughter. “Elena, there’s no such thing as law here. Power is the only thing that makes the law,” he said proudly. “That’s not true,” I said firmly. He burst into another laugh. “Fine,” he sneered. “If you really want to know more about power and law, I dare you to come back here tomorrow.” I chuckled and met his gaze; our eyes locked. He was challenging me—and I was curious to see what would happen if I accepted. “Yes,” I said. “I’ll come.”

Even if it means defiling the law of nature. Who the hell cares about the law of nature? I didn't care about it and would never care about it. I had a taste of how it felt to be powerful and I would never allow it to shift from me no matter the circumstances. I would use all means to make sure I retain the power. My power was never meant to shift from me to someone else. It was meant to be mine and it would continue to be mine forever. A glint flashed in my eyes as I thought of this.

“Laws exist to guide our actions, to protect our rights and the rights of others. But some grow accustomed to power and believe they can bend the laws however they please, using them to control and harm people. That kind of arrogance is dangerous.” He looked at me with steady eyes. “Think about people like your principal. He misuses the authority the laws grant him to do as he pleases. But remember—one day, everyone’s status changes. Power is never permanent, whether in wealth, politics, emotion, or personal worth. Nobody stays unbeatable forever.” Father’s voice softened, “So, if someone like your principal misuses their power, you can respond with the authority you possess. Laws themselves

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.

Leigh can only see his back now because he is facing Elthon. "According to SECTION 1. Article 286, Section Three, Chapter Two, Title Nine of Act No. 3815, as amended, is hereby further amended ART. 286. Grave Coercions... the penalty of prison correctional and a fine not exceeding six thousand pesos shall be imposed upon any person who, without any authority of law, shall, by means of violence, threats or intimidation, prevent another from doing something not prohibited by law, or compel her to do something AGAINST her will, whether it be right or wrong. In other words, I can sue you for forcing him. Now, will you leave my presence, or I will make sure you go to jail?"

he eyed me suspiciously. “No, I’m not drunk,” I rolled my eyes and gripped the edge of the desk to keep my body from rocking. “I’m just trying to prove a point. None of them, not even Caleb actually know anything about the balance of power between us.” “It’s not about what we do behind closed doors,” he frowned at me, “It’s about who they perceive to be the stronger of the two of us.”