The rotund manager stood frozen for a moment after seeing August and the others burst into the room. His face lost all color, and the glass of wine in his hand trembled slightly before he quickly placed it down on the table.He forced a stiff smile as he slowly stood up from the sofa.“Young master… I didn’t know you were coming” he said, trying to sound calm, even though his voice betrayed him. “This is not what you think. I was just… we were just…”He glanced briefly at the woman beside him, clearly searching for the right words.“My secretary and I were just having a meeting,” he finally said. “Yes, a meeting. We were discussing how to handle the current situation in the company.”August did not respond immediately. He simply stared at the man in silence, his expression unreadable.The silence stretched for a few seconds, and the manager began to feel uncomfortable under that cold gaze.Then August spoke.“The company is in crisis,” he said slowly, his voice steady. “The servers ha

Inside the Gibson Construction Company, the atmosphere was nothing short of chaos. Employees moved up and down the wide hallways like people running from a fire. Phones kept ringing without rest, and voices overlapped as everyone tried to solve a problem that felt too big to handle.In the manager’s office on the upper floor, a middle-aged man stood by the large glass window, gripping his phone tightly. His face was filled with frustration.“What do you mean only one?” he shouted into the phone. “Out of three thousand machineries thrown into the ocean, you have only recovered one? Just one?”There was a pause as the person on the other end spoke.The man’s frown deepened, and he began pacing.“So what exactly have you people been doing since this happened?” he demanded. “Are you telling me that all this time, you have just been watching the machines sink to the bottom of the ocean?”Another pause followed.Then the man stopped walking completely.“What do you mean it is impossible to

Six days later, inside one of the Gibson conglomerate’s largest headquarters, the board members were already seated in a luxurious boardroom. The long polished table reflected the bright lights above, and the air inside the room carried a heavy sense of expectation.At one end of the table, Alexander sat comfortably with a confident look on his face. His posture was relaxed, and his fingers tapped lightly against the arm of his chair. He had the face of a man who had already won.Alexander looked around at the board members and gave a faint smile.“You should not worry yourselves,” he said calmly. “I know that foolish nephew of mine could not have fixed anything within the one week you gave him.”Some of the men exchanged glances, while others leaned forward slightly, clearly interested in what he had to say.Alexander continued, his tone filled with certainty.“So you can already consider this matter settled,” he added. “By the end of today, I will officially take over as the new hei

Alexander’s face burned with frustration as he struggled to remain seated in his seat, his chest rising and falling heavily. The calm confidence he had walked into the room with was gone, replaced by anger and disbelief.August watched him quietly for a moment, then a faint grin appeared on his face.“What is the matter, Uncle?” August asked calmly, his tone almost playful but nothing less taunting. “Even after finding out you created all this crisis, I did not get as frustrated as you are right now.”The room went silent again.Alexander’s eyes snapped toward him, filled with rage.“You were the one bragging earlier,” August continued, leaning back slightly in his chair. “You said you could not wait for this moment to come. You said there was nothing I could do within one week.”He paused briefly, letting the words sink in.“Now that you have seen what I am capable of,” he added, his voice steady, “why don’t you praise me instead of getting angry?”A few of the board members lowered

A few minutes later, a flashy black car drove slowly through the gates of the Doe’s mansion and came to a stop in front of the house. The engine went silent, and the door opened.Mia stepped out of the car, her heels clicking softly against the tiled ground as she walked toward the door. Her face was calm, almost too calm, as if she had already planned everything in her mind.She raised her hand and knocked. A few seconds later, the door opened.It was Tina.The moment their eyes met, the atmosphere changed immediately.Tina did not smile.In fact, her expression turned cold almost instantly.After what happened at the restaurant, where Mia had publicly accused her of stealing her husband, there was no warmth left between them.Not anymore.“What do you want?” Tina asked bluntly, her tone direct and unfriendly.Mia paused for a second. Then, suddenly, her expression changed.Her eyes softened, and her face turned regretful.“Are you not even going to let me come in?” she asked in a low