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I clicked on it and saw that it was from a blogger who documented her daily life. The first pinned post was a romantic birthday surprise. The blogger had prepared a gift for her partner, and coincidentally, her partner's birthday was the same as Chandler's. I scrolled down and saw a picture of Chandler's hand. There was no doubt about it. This was Karen's secret account.

"Well, people seal deals because they've been able to understand the type of person their client is." "That's the same thing I said. You're only changing the words." Elijah whined from beside Sage. I nodded with a small smile on my face and gestured for Sage to have his seat. "Well, both of you are correct in your own way, but..." I paused and picked up a book from the heap that I had brought into class. "I would love for you all to read this book— the forty-eight laws of powers by Robert Greene. Just like Mr. Dominic says, understanding your client is one thing, and yes, communicating with your client like Mr. Rudiyah says it is what leads you to understand your client. But after that, what

I gaped. He shrugged. "For the record, I have read forty eight laws of powers. And other non fiction books. I got tired, picked up a romance book while I was in Manhattan and it turned out pretty okay. Some of the characters are jerks, the women are bird brained, but at least they love each other." "That is so sweet and terrifying at the same time," I cooed, giving him a hug. I nuzzled my face deeper into his chest, loving his after shower smell.

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I removed the USB and scrubbed my footprints on the laptop, left where I improved the marketing and closed it. Ideas stabbed my insides again as I walked out of the office. Everything stemed down to money and power. I walked out of the office. Power is madness. The moment you taste it, you won’t be able to taste anything else. When it seeps under your skin and flows in your blood, it turns to poison. The best way to snatch power is by exploiting the human mind. People are simple. Make them crave something. Give them what they crave. Then snatch it from between their fingertips. I'll snatch the power and get what's mine.

I blushed, shook my head, and cleared my throat. “I mean, I’ve been planning to give you since you solved the assignment. The book is very important, it costs the owner’s life.” “What?” he asked in surprise. He’s too young to know the story of the book. The book isn’t popular because it’s the author’s first book. He was a psychologist and also labelled a psychopath. What he wrote in the book was facts about human nature, how to read people and how to make them respect you at all costs as their boss.

I grabbed my phone, stupidly, like it would have the answers. I typed it. How to bring people with higher status down. A bunch of articles came up. Blogs. Forums. Videos. I kept scrolling. Then one headline caught my eye: “Get Close, Stay Quiet, Then Strike: Taking Power Back From the Top.” I clicked. And I read. It said: Move close to them. Become what they trust. Make them feel safe around you. Then take everything they’ve got. Burn it from the inside out. An eye for an eye.

“Because once you cross that line, you do not get to pretend things can go back to normal.” Dante sat up too, his bare feet hitting the floor. “Normal was an illusion,” he said. “I just did not know it yet.” He stood and walked to the window, pushing the curtain aside. The city was already awake, cars moving, people rushing into lives that felt simple compared to the mess unraveling inside his chest. “My uncle taught me everything about power,” he continued. “He always said information is currency. Control what people know, and you control what they do.”

The secretary looked at Ken in hesitation, and he was unsure about what to say. “What are you talking about? Just say it!” Ken was unhappy. “Say what? Is it because you realized that you can’t handle it?” someone mocked them. “Could they be actually powerful?" Ken asked. ‘There’s no way! If they're really influential, how would I not know about them at all?’ “No, they are actually insignificant. It might be a little embarrassing for you if you want to settle scores with them. They have a company worth tens of millions and someone who works in the government. They only have a little power,” the secretary explained awkwardly.