Damein arrived back at the company, but when he got to Maya's office, rather than seeing her engrossed in her laptop or documents, he saw her pacing back and forth in the office in a panic. Stunned, he walked up to her and quickly asked. “Hey Maya, what’s wrong?” Maya looked at him, and though she was excited he was back, the situation wasn’t something to be taken lightly either. “It’s the authorities. They are coming to investigate the company.” Maya suddenly felt a slight headache as the thought of it alone was taking a toll on her body. She had to reach for a chair to sit down while slowly caressing her head to ease the aching. “The authorities are coming to investigate?” Damein gasped in shock. It had barely been up to two hours since he went out, and such an issue had broken out all of a sudden? The real question was what were the authorities after if they came to investigate? Or did they get a lead that they were doing something illegal in the company? If that was the case,

In the Beckham family manor.Donald Beckham was seated in his study room, reading through some history books with a smile on his face. As a man of great ambition, at this age, he still required knowledge of how to control the family finances, deal with his enemies, and learn more strategies.The book he was reading was The Art of War by Sun Tzu, an ancient Chinese treatise that covers understanding of one’s enemies, positioning, and winning without unnecessary fighting.Throughout his time of reading and adopting it into the modern world with many twists for his selfish gain, the Beckham family had gotten to this point.Now, he had found himself some despicable enemies to deal with. Damien, that bitch Maya, and that group who were keeping their identities very well hidden.Ring! Ring!While he was still basking in delight; his phone rang. He frowned and looked at it on the table, wondering who dared to disturb his precious time. However, when he saw the caller was the manager of Starl

Four days later.Damein was at home, seated on the couch, when his phone buzzed. He looked at the screen and saw it was someone from the group. He immediately picked up.“Good morning monarch.” Old Zhou's respectful voice rang from the other side.“Morning, Old Zhou. Any news?” Damien asked casually.“Yes, yes. We have acquired fifteen more percent of the shares from the major shareholders.” Old Zhou said excitedly.“I see. That means we now have thirty-five percent right?” Damein smiled.“Yes, my lord. We are still trying to get the others. I thought about calling to inform you of our progress.““That’s thoughtful of you. Keep up the good work and keep me in touch. I’ll be waiting for more good news.”“Surely, my lord. We will keep you in touch with our progress. If you have no orders for now, I’ll hang up first.”“Sure. Go on.” Damien said before putting the phone away.He then looked to the other side of the couch to find Aerith seated cross-legged and so engrossed in the K-drama s

Lumo Gambling House. The place was an exclusive, luxurious venue with elegant interiors, premium lounges, private rooms, a sophisticated bar, and VIP areas, with high-quality entertainment.Inside one of the VIP rooms, naked ladies were roaming about, dancing and shaking their slim waists. Smoke puffs were blown into the air from different directions, and the smell of booze mixed with the air.In the middle of the room, Joseph was seated beside a roulette table with a wide grin on his face as he stared at an opposition party, who was shivering on the other side and staring at the table while muttering mantras under their breath to aid them in the next bet.The man was middle-aged and was there to make some money for his family as his bills had been stacking up, however, he was so close to losing all his chips to Joseph. Even when he was so close to winning, one thing or the other would happen and he would lose it entirely. His eyes were almost teary as he fixed them on the table. Hi

Joseph choked on his spit when he heard that. Knowing what his family could do, no one would dare to talk to him like that. Not if they valued their lives and didn’t want to suffer any consequences.He looked over. At first, the figure that appeared didn’t settle in because his brain was trying so hard to deny who he was seeing. After a while, he gasped."Damein?” His jaw fell open wide.“You look like you have seen a ghost!” Damein chuckled before sitting down right beside Patrick.Everyone could sense the tension between them, and it made them wonder who Damein was. He seemed to be able to talk to Joseph the way he saw fit, and from the look of it, Joseph feared him.“What the heck was going on?”They all thought deeply as they watched what was going on.“My Card,” Damien said to Patrick.“Okay…” The man stuttered and quickly pulled it out before handing it over. He also noticed the men who wanted to force him had stood back.Was Damien the cause of it or what?“You did a good job.