"Of course not," Dixon burst out laughing. "Do I look like such a bad guy?" Dixon pulled out his phone and called Wallo. "That's right, find a decent actress and make sure she performs well. Tell her it's an audition, and if she does a good job, she can be the female lead tomorrow," Dixon said over the phone. Everyone in the car was stunned. Even Mona had no idea what Dixon was trying to do. His way of thinking was always different from others. Sendy sat in his office and watched as Diana walked away in disappointment and returned to her car. "Hasn't the Hamilton Group been doing well lately? Since they’re now desperate enough to beg me for something, let’s leave them out there a little longer." Sendy remembered what Sahara had ordered him. Even if they agreed to the terms for selling their data, he was to wait until the Hamilton Group had almost completely lost their fighting spirit. If one side was much stronger than the other, it would be easier to strike a deal that favored S

"Did you hear what I said?!" Sendy shouted, his face flushed red. He was starting to get annoyed by how Dixon ignored him and seemed completely relaxed on the sofa. Dixon opened his eyes, smiled, and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray before standing up. "Alright then, I’ll wait for Mr. Sendy to send us the data." Dixon seemed completely unfazed by anything Sendy had said the entire time in the office. It was clear he had come here just to find a place to smoke. Even after Dixon left the office, Sendy sat there speechless, watching as Dixon walked out the door and disappeared. It took a moment before he regained his composure and started cursing. "Who do you think you are?! You think I’m going to beg you? Keep dreaming! Hamilton Group can forget about getting any data from me!!" Sendy shouted so loudly that his voice echoed down the corridor, but Dixon acted as if he heard nothing. Dixon took the elevator down. The receptionist's face was flushed with excitement, as if s

All other members of the Fe family could only watch as their family head cowered before Witan like a child, speaking with utmost politeness. “Have someone report us to the authorities. The Fe family will suffer great losses this time,” Sahul said, a sorrowful expression on his face as he closed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists tightly. He was just grateful that Witan didn’t decide to kill them all—otherwise, his family wouldn’t see the light of day. Suddenly, Sahul’s eyes flew open and he called Sahara. He scolded her and explained what had happened. Sahara nearly fainted in terror upon hearing it all. “If the Fe family is destroyed, you’ll be the greatest sinner of us all! Stop whatever you’re doing right now, I don’t care what it is!” Sahul shouted at his daughter. He smashed the phone in his hand. Sahara felt like her heart was about to leap out of her mouth. Her face had gone ghostly pale. “Who’s backing the Hamilton Group?” Sahara’s voice began to tremble. Just he

"Yes, Mr. Dixon," replied the man in charge of the tea house before turning to respond to Sendy. Diana and the others glanced at Dixon and understood that since he intended to teach Sendy a good lesson, they had no objections. After all, the data in question rightfully belonged to them. With this data in their possession, Hamilton Group would be able to successfully develop a new product using their latest technology. It would be their greatest weapon for breaking into the northern market. Sendy stood at the tea house entrance, feeling extremely anxious. Dixon hadn't hidden his whereabouts. Otherwise, no matter how hard Sendy tried, he would never have been able to find him, and would have had no choice but to wait for death to come knocking at his doorstep. When Sendy saw the man in charge come out, he quickly stood up and forced a shy smile as he politely asked, “So? Will the CEO of Hamilton see me?” “Sorry, they said they don’t need anything from you. Please leave.”

Kossa was decently handsome, standing at an impressive height of 190 cm. He was known as a brilliant talent in the business world. Naturally, so he held the position of Purchasing Director at Mopp Group. He didn’t even look back. Instead, he pressed his secretary’s neck with both hands, letting out a low groan as he said, “Hand everything over to Ajax. He’ll take care of it.” “Director Kossa, when you say I’m to handle it… do you mean I should prevent it from reaching Hamilton Group? Or are you asking me to sell it at an inflated price and cause them a major loss?” Ajax, a major player in Ormas' underground circles, was also in the room. He frowned, unsure of what Kossa truly meant. “No,” Kossa replied calmly. “Give it all to Hamilton Group. You can even sell it below market price.” “But—” “Just do as I say,” Kossa said firmly. “Understood.” No one dared to question further, nor linger a second longer in Kossa’s office. They stood and quickly left, knowing full well