Jeremy immediately approached the woman. His steps were quick yet measured, showing neither defensiveness nor aggression.“Excuse me,” he said politely, his voice low and steady. “Is there a problem?”The woman turned around. Her gaze was cold and sharp, laced with anger she made no effort to hide. Those eyes swept over Jeremy’s face as if assessing him, then stopped without softening in the slightest.Jeremy frowned faintly. That reaction was far from what he had expected.“I’m sorry,” he said again, this time more cautiously. “Is there some kind of misunderstanding?”The woman did not answer right away. Her chin lifted slightly, her posture stiff and distant.“Is this your car?” she finally asked, her tone flat but cutting.Jeremy glanced briefly at his car, then looked back at her and answered, “Yes.”“Then move it. My item fell and it’s under that car now,” the woman said coldly.Jeremy instinctively lowered his gaze, peering under the car. His brows knitted tighter. From his pers

Daniel was the first to stand, closing the thin folder he had been carrying from the start.“In that case, I’ll contact you again as soon as the meeting schedule with the potential buyer is set,” he said with a professional smile.“Alright,” Jeremy replied briefly, not forgetting to thank him.He escorted Daniel to the front of the shop. After the man got into his car and drove away, Jeremy turned and walked back inside. The store was still relatively calm, with only a few customers browsing the shelves.He approached Simon, who was still faithfully standing behind the cashier counter. Mark was there as well.“As you both know, I intend to sell this shop. So it will be changing ownership soon.”Simon didn’t react excessively. He simply gave a small nod, his expression steady. Mark, on the other hand, wore a visibly unsettled look.“Whether the system will remain the same or change, I don’t know yet,” Jeremy continued. “That will depend on the new owner. You should be prepared for the

Lucas listened to Mark’s report on the other end of the call, his jaw tightening. The muscles in his cheek twitched, a clear sign he was holding back boiling anger.“So he’s being that blatant now,” he muttered lowly, almost hissing.He stood by the window of his office, looking down at the city from above, his fingers tapping impatiently against the glass. The image of Jeremy’s calm face, always seeming to be one step ahead, flashed through his mind again.Lucas scoffed.“That composure won’t last. Does he really think a little pressure will make me back down?” He clicked his tongue. “Just watch. I’ll make sure he learns what real destruction looks like.”On the other end, Mark swallowed hard. He didn’t dare comment, only asking carefully, “Sir… what should I do next?”A thin smile curved Lucas’s lips, certainly not a friendly one.“Move the plan forward,” he said curtly.The call ended without waiting for a reply.… Night fell completely.The busiest hours were over. People had ret

Thomas fell silent for quite a while on the other end of the line. Not out of hesitation, but because he knew his son all too well.Jeremy was not the type to react impulsively. He was someone who could endure being hurt again and again, swallowing small losses one by one, all to ensure that his opponent would completely collapse in the end. A man willing to pay a high price as long as the final outcome was absolute.Thomas let out a quiet sigh.“I know how you operate,” he finally said, unconsciously giving a little ground. After his son’s last act of rebellion, he had begun to soften his stance, learning to listen to and respect his children’s opinions.“You’re not someone who attacks without calculation. But listen to me, don’t go so far that you end up damaging your own name.”His tone was not patronizing, more like the warning of a father who had seen far too many rises and falls.“Reputation can be repaired,” he continued, “but it will never return to one hundred percent. There